Some hour after the start of one of the more adventurous sex acts... it would appear that Miko was now feeling open enough to say some random thing she thought. Or maybe it simply had been sitting in her mind for too long and she decided to share it. A slowed stroke happened as Kazuhiko seemed to process the desire she'd expressed. She wondered what he would say in response, and it seemed that he simply wanted to talk the way she just had. Her eyes widened at the news and she seemed to become sheepish once more, as a hint of color unrelated to her recent flourish. Still, a gentle pulse happened in her core, she liked the sound of saying things as she did, even if she couldn't immediately think about doing it. "Ah♪!~" A little moan escaped her first followed by some words. "I mean with a reaction like that, yeah♫~" she offered her index fingers tapping together. It was odd how easily she slipped into being shy even in the middle of coitus.
Even so, it would appear that she would be getting exactly what she wanted regardless. Soon enough he was asking that she hang on, and so she reached slipping her arms around his shoulders and clinging to him once again while her core refused to properly release him. In fact she was soon picked up and having her body slammed into the nearest unoccupied wall. Which she absorbed the shock of and moaned as Kazuhiko slammed into her. "YIIIP♫!~" a different kind of note slipped from her mouth. Her legs closed around his torso as she continued to cling to him. "Fuck me♪!~" she moaned softly, a reflex to what happened and the greatness of the moment, she was sure her mind was swirling from the impact. It would be a few seconds before the rest of question registered in her brain, but once it did she grinned. "I ah, don't know just yet. I have a lot of boxes about you most of them are in deep storage. But I'll let you know all the ways I thought about you fucking me when they pop up♪~" she sang as she licked his face. Three hundred years was a lot of time for a closet pervert to have thoughts they needed to divert. Every adventure, every head pat, every healed injury... all moments she'd thought something less than appreciable to do with or to the man known as Charlemagne.
Even so, it would appear that she would be getting exactly what she wanted regardless. Soon enough he was asking that she hang on, and so she reached slipping her arms around his shoulders and clinging to him once again while her core refused to properly release him. In fact she was soon picked up and having her body slammed into the nearest unoccupied wall. Which she absorbed the shock of and moaned as Kazuhiko slammed into her. "YIIIP♫!~" a different kind of note slipped from her mouth. Her legs closed around his torso as she continued to cling to him. "Fuck me♪!~" she moaned softly, a reflex to what happened and the greatness of the moment, she was sure her mind was swirling from the impact. It would be a few seconds before the rest of question registered in her brain, but once it did she grinned. "I ah, don't know just yet. I have a lot of boxes about you most of them are in deep storage. But I'll let you know all the ways I thought about you fucking me when they pop up♪~" she sang as she licked his face. Three hundred years was a lot of time for a closet pervert to have thoughts they needed to divert. Every adventure, every head pat, every healed injury... all moments she'd thought something less than appreciable to do with or to the man known as Charlemagne.
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