Charles Patricius

[Apollymi]

Kazuhiko was still himself even with that more mature form and snarky behavior. Nothing made this more obvious than his commentary about the thanks that Saori claimed she didn't need for her offering of fellatio. He all but forced the thanks upon her, using the logic that she did something she didn't have to do, that it looked like she didn't want to do... "Mendoukusei, that's a really you thing to say," she said rubbing her head a bit. She didn't much see the point in that sort of thing for herself, but she was a fair person. "Fine, do what you want," she said. If he wanted to thank her she had no real means to stop him. And while she understood his logic there were a few reasons she didn't see it as necessary in this case. Regardless, they were still having fun and she'd continue on that.

When asked about her legs, she'd been snarky, but also given a hand up with another set of compliments. "I've done it before," she said about crushing melons but there was something almost prideful in that admission. She always found those kinds of moments amusing, so she wouldn't be denying her physical abilities ever. As she stretched she found herself pulled into an embrace. How odd, but when making contact with his form she could only look a bit surprised. In any other circumstance, if someone had pulled her in like that, she likely would have punched them but here and now, her guard was a bit lower than normal. He moved them towards the bed, standing in front of it and keeping her close. When she asked what was next he claimed she could try crushing him with her legs. He claimed he could take it and flirted with her to that point. "That's a dangerous statement," she stated honestly. He wanted to take turns and that was very much like him and he brought up her class as Rider and she knew the most effective way to handle the situation. Saori was a special case though, even as a human on Alaya she'd been classed as a rider without allocating anything to the skill, her natural leaning made her capable of Riding and taming dragons which she was certain made her dangerous in such a position of power when added to her physical prowess. in her mind, that dick of his seemed perfectly mountable but, it was still risky. Her eyes narrowed as she looked and him, "If you're sure you want that... I'll do it, but... if your dick breaks you're explaining it to the other girls," with that she washed her hands of the situation and turned into him, placing her hands on his shoulder and pressing him down into the seated position. Once that happened she'd be found straddling him her body lined up over his cock as she stared into his face. "Last chance~" she mused, knowing that if she settled into this ride she wouldn't be stopping until she found satisfaction.

[Bloodedge]

Saori had indeed crushed melons between her legs before. Oh, to be a melon, Kazu thought while still staring down. The rest of her track pants had long since been torn away, and barely anything was left of the spanks. As such, he had full view of Saori's thighs. "You're making me add things to the list," he said. To have his head or dick between thighs like hers was always a dream, whether he realized it or not. Perhaps they'd get around to that during this session, or perhaps... he'd save it for a later time. Regardless, Kazu knew what he wanted now. Saori herself didn't believe it was such a grand idea, however, granting him chances to back out even as she coerced him into sitting to be straddled.

His was the responsibility to explain to the others if Saori broke his cock. He fully believed her capable of doing something like that, but doubted he would fall victim. The intensity of those warnings, though... it made him think she must have had a bothersome past. Kazu stared into the woman's face. Why so many chances to change his mind? "You've never been able to go all-out before, have you?" he asked. One thing Kazuhiko never liked was someone having an inability to give their all to something that gave joy. Even though he doubted he'd suffer injury... if doing so was the risk taken by letting Saori push herself to new heights, he'd take that damage every time. "I'll be fine. Give me all you've got with no worries. If it breaks... no, that won't happen. If I let that happen, I'd miss out on seeing you enjoy yourself next time. There's too much I want to do with you for me to allow that♥~"

[Apollymi]

According to Kazuhiko the confirmation that Saori had once crushed a melon with her thighs made him add things to his list. At this point, she was quite sure that men had death wishes. She had to assume some sort of mental lapse to make someone want to put their head between someone's thighs when they'd admitted to being able to crush a melon. Human heads weren't that sturdy normally and she definitely had the experience in life now to know that information. "I don't know how to take that..." Saori said aloud.

Saori gave Kazuhiko plenty of warnings and the full ability to back out of this particular situation. Placing her in the driver's seat so to speak wasn't necessarily a good idea in her own experience. In general if she could move her own hips of her own accord completely someone was in danger. Though her experiences in the last couple of days gave a bit of hope, one of them had been situations in which she'd taken more than what was needed. She'd not allowed herself that kind of freedom with someone else's body. Deep within there was still a bit of trauma surrounding such a thing. Of course, Kazuhiko wasn't exactly dumb especially not in his current from he seemed to understand where her base reprehension came from. "I was a monster long before the magical world," she explained. The truth of the matter was, that there weren't many who matched up her physically when she was younger, and one of the few times she got past the start she hadn't been able to find satisfaction, instead that night ended up with a hospital trip, a night lamenting even trying to have sex in the first place, and... a lesbian experience. Well that was too much information to share for no reason.

So, she waited giving that time to back out but... much to her surprise he simply claimed it wouldn't be backing out. No, he claimed that he wouldn't break and that she should give it all she had. He claimed that if he let himself break, he'd not get to see her having fun and he didn't want that. He wanted to have fun with her next time too. Saori found herself looking down into Kazuhiko's face while her own blushed just a little. She felt something odd in her chest, like an abnormal beat, and came to a unique understanding. She knew in this moment, exactly why the girls outside were in the process of making the choices they were. "Sou ka, I didn't expect to hear something like that... but I suppose you fit the bill already," she mused while leaning in she pecked his lips. She felt he deserved that for making such a friendly offer even to his own potential detriment. Her own friends had once told her they could help her with the sadness she had surrounding her sex life and offered themselves to the situation. Odd though that was... it'd done what was necessary to help Saori out of her shell. If such a moment existed now, she supposed she had no choice but to take him at his word. He didn't lie anyway. And with their bodies already lined up, she began to sink down onto his manhood. She was kneeing with her legs on either side of his torso beginning to squeeze both externally and internally as she worked him into the tightness of her properly muscle controlled body. Such was somehow far tighter than any other method of entry like the muscles of her abdomen were simply always tensed from this exact angle and it contributed directly to the tightness of her sex. The oddity of this was, she hadn't tightened up all... it would be really obvious if she did.

[Bloodedge]

"However you like," Kazu replied without hesitation. It didn't matter how Saori took his words; it only mattered how she took his actions. There was no effort to reject any ideas present, so he'd keep them logged for later. For now, he was more concerned with the development of something Saori had never gotten the full enjoyment of. He'd seen a number of women take to riding and seemingly find unspeakable pleasure in it. If she was missing out on that potential, there was a problem in need of rectification. Her problem extended beyond Alaya into her original life. The more Kazu learned about this, the worse it seemed. No way was he backing down now; there were too many reasons to chug forward.

Well, there was nothing for him to actually do. Saori was ultimately the one who had a movement to make, but first came the reddening of her face again. That sort of reaction kept happening around Kazu lately, even more so than during his random adventures of the past millennium. As for the transition itself, Saori's descent began in moments. Such a smothering experience it was; he would have assumed it was an anal insertion if not for the obvious wetness of it all. "Hngh─alright. Sign me up for something new and unexpected, I guess," he commented with an extended wince and accompanying clench. There was a plan he needed to execute, so he'd find a momentary distraction with that. Saori still had a top on; that couldn't stand. Well, he'd just casually go about grabbing her shirt and splitting it across the center to bare an unsurprising sports bra. That would have to be torn as well.

[Apollymi]

Kazuhiko claimed that Saori could take things as she liked. Well, she intended to do that but... it was quite dangerous as a thing to say given what they were already discussing, "Hai hai..." she murmured. Whatever the case, Saori was the one who had to lower herself onto his manhood and she did so. While her hands relaxed against his shoulders, she slid into position. Well, as easily as slid could be applied when one considered the sheer friction of a ride from her with this precise angle. It'd been quite a while since she made such a descent but still, she aimed to do it without potentially causing problems, and to get a feel for it. Still the fact that there was an obvious showing of surprise was somehow both comforting and disturbing. She knew that from this angle she was absolutely disasterous. She'd found that out when the idea of her taking charge had been passed around as a method of giving the man in question a break. It hadn't worked and the break he'd received was not at all what he'd thought he was signing up for.

Kazuhiko in this case, had been told... though not explicitly exactly the sort of situation this was, but she supposed some things had to believed. For now, she was receiving the first interesting moment for herself, when her own lowering stopped upon reaching the entrance of her womb. She'd not felt something like this before while being in charge of it. And the sensation alone made her pause as she exhaled at the same time that wince of Kazuhiko's took place. He claimed he was signed up for something new and unexpected, "Iia, I warned you," she mentioned as shirt was ripped away from her form. Up next would be sports bra but much like all her workout clothes she had dozens, it wasn't as if she'd miss any one set at all. "That's almost a relief..." she mentioned having someone buried not completely but some amount without this situation completely coming to an end while the tool was the fleshy sort she could feel the response of was refreshing. Well, being still wasn't really going to work so movements would have to begin. She started with shallow motions, simply lifting her hips and lowering them to move him away from her womb entrance then back towards it. Like this a gentle kind of sensation was being built up, but unlike others it had all the rhythm of a repeated reps cycling. Consistent as they were, ever so often, her core would tighten, though it was reflexive in nature. No purposeful strangulation of his manhood was applied, she was simply moving herself in the way which felt most natural to start such a thing.

[Bloodedge]

Kazuhiko may have been warned of inevitable crushing, but words could never portray the same truth as actions. In fact, he couldn't even begin to quantify the sensations felt as Saori lowered herself onto him. He was smothered. He was pressed. He was crushed, squeezed, strangulated, and so much more... yet none of those descriptors seemed accurate enough. Kazu knew he could adjust with time, but first, distraction was necessary even for him. Once that sports bra was torn to let Saori's breasts spill forth, he had the greatest distraction of all right in front of him.

Ah, but the visual would never be enough. It was once again Kazu's turn to take ─ something he'd do very directly. He latched onto her left nipple, even applying gentle pressure with teeth while dragging into his mouth. A healthy drink would be of help, surely. Lo and behold, it seemed to be working. At least the adjustment period of Saori's initial rises and falls wasn't as madness-inducing as it could have been. Alas... that was the only salvation he had. With each shift came a restoration of pressure, alternating in patterns with relief that hardly freed him at all. Kazuhiko could feel already the danger of this ride. What was the big deal about goddesses anyway? He'd now slept with four 'normal' women who rivaled them ─ even surpassed them in certain ways. Saori was undoubtedly one such woman. No way would Kazu be letting her call him a slacker now. In fact, if he slacked for even a moment, Kazu knew he'd be bursting once again in such a short time. That couldn't be allowed, right?

[Apollymi]

Warnings were given but apparently they didn't suffice for the situation. Regardless of this outcome, it wouldn't be stopping Saori from her current path. The movements of her hips would be something that continued on, even as Kazuhiko found himself face to face with her chest. He may have hoped to distract himself and resist the squeeze while she began her ride, but... he would find his actions had consequences. In this case, that tugging of her nipple with his teeth before he took his drink, would be something that caused a jolt of sensation directly into her core. That stranglehold would only increase as she bumped him against the entrance of her womb and a little moan escaped her mouth. "Umphf♥!~"

Saori realized in this moment that he was resisting at least the immediate physical effects of being inside her, so he wasn't exactly as much of a slacker as she might have thought. Even so, there was still a thing missing, perhaps if she reached her building orgasm and he didn't simply explode inside her she'd mention it? And so she continued her hips taking those shallow motions as she crushed him within her, not only by her own musculature but by the magical nature of Kazuhiko's own pull. He might actually be suffering in the position he was in, but... he'd mentioned his own survival and as he hadn't been a liar so far she'd take him at his word. She'd concentrate on her own movements and enjoy anything he offered to the mix, while that occasional pulse became steadily more frequent. It'd only become odder as that new magical itch had her pressing down, bit by bit as she neared her own orgasm. Well, that'd be happening over the span of time. Down and up. Further down and up... further down and up, until... the breach was made and her walls properly collapsed in this position. And in that moment she reached her own happiness with a fleshy rod buried deep in her core... that truly was a relief. It was something she'd never managed even in the non-magical sense. It was far too good a feeling by itself for her to want to not experience it again.

[Bloodedge]

It was nothing new for Kazuhiko to make things worse for himself in a technical sense. On the other hand, what was technically worse... was also so much better. Some consequences were positives. Even with an extra clench around his buried shaft, he felt victorious ─ especially upon hearing that noise slip between Saori's lips. He still felt something akin to seismic impact each time her walls tightened around him. Ah, but during each of those occurrences was a pulse from his end against those same walls. Things would be quite strange in the surrounding area if they were still in the mortal realm. At this point, even the subspace was beginning to quake.

Well... Kazuhiko himself couldn't tell the dimension was shaking. In his own perspective, it could have just been him. It was hard to perceive anything beyond the point of penetration, and still Saori wasn't done. This was still more normal, human-levels of depth until Saori's ride began progressing things further. He eventually grasped tightly at each of her sides, the tension in his body showing itself through those clenched fingers. In the moment of breeching, his efforts became fruitless... or rather, fruitful, if one took things literally. There was a single splash, not quite his full quantity of ejaculate, yet far more than a casual slip-up. It took enough willpower and effort to avoid gnawing Saori's nipple instead. All things considered, Kazu figured the better sacrifice was made. He even took the time to ensure no damage was dealt in the aftermath by opening his mouth fully. "Gah! You're a tough cookie! I'd say take it easy, but... keep it coming!" he insisted. Even though he was barely holding on to this form's sanity, excitement was steadily climbing. Even Kazuhiko thought he might be drained dry by session's end.

[Apollymi]

The pulses within this magical dimension felt more akin to what she'd felt while entering the house during that incident which broke most of the glass within it. Saori understood the combinations which made such a thing happen, but a little shaking was far from the worst thing to happen. She'd consider it much like her fists meeting objects which actually held up to the force. Still, the fact that such a thing was taking place inside her body was something all together different. That struggle and little noise would eventually be joined by other things, as Kazuhiko let go or rather let slip in a couple of different ways.

The first of which was the expulsion into her womb in a rather direct way. It wasn't what she'd come to know as a full blast from Kazuhiko but it was still enough to add to her existing orgasm. "MMmmm!~" she groaned against the sensation while her body reacted to it. With Kazuhiko letting go of her nipple that pulsing sensation within her loins became a primary feeling. What did Kazuhiko have to say with his mouth unoccupied. She was touch and he'd like to tell her to take it easy. Still she could see the building excitement and felt it in a clutch of her sides which physically was way more what she wanted out of a situation. If everything with her was a fight, she'd consider this a moment of grappling in a very specific way. Still... that was just a start, so perhaps it was time for a bit more, now that she'd adjusted to the feel. Still, his words were encouraging, "Alright, but you asked for it. I'm not taking your complaints after!" Saori said. That extended survival was commendable but if she was to continue she'd need a bit more leverage. She began moving her hips again all the while using consistent movements, but more force on those downward strokes. She'd push against the man's fore while doing this. Giving herself a better range of motion which came with greater depth. It would be now that the natural flex of her muscles both internal and external increased by a great margin. But still it wasn't a matter of speed for Saori, no... she was looking for intensity instead. "You're still slacking by the way. The whole point of a ride is resistance. Do it with the rest of you..." she claimed. As her thighs flexed around his torso. What she needed was a mount that bucked... obviously that was how you knew you were riding.

[Bloodedge]

There would be no complaints from Kazuhiko, no matter the outcome. Even if the supposed breaking he didn't think possible were to occur, it would be his fault for biting off more than he could chew. Oh well; his primary objective was fun, and that involved avoiding that eventuality. All that took was some heavy focus, even though that hadn't worked spectacularly thus far. Luckily for Kazuhiko... the end was never the end. In this case, the end was truly just a beginning ─ one which Saori had some words to start. Rides were given purpose by resistance, she claimed.

No lies were spoken. Even in this current position, Kazuhiko had a part to play. Of course, that could have been leagues easier than it was. "No need to rush. Trust the process and take the stillness as a compliment." With that said, Kazuhiko felt ever so slightly spiteful. He released Saori's sides, one arm extending behind himself to support against the bed. With his other hand, he reached behind Saori, making a swift and firm impact with her rear ─ one that lingered to become a firm grasp. With two points of leverage in place, he'd proceed to become that bucking mount Saori sought. Actually, a bit of movement from his own end served as another viable distraction for Kazu. Perhaps he should have started earlier after all.

[Apollymi]

Kazuhiko had no complaints, but Saori was developing an odd thirst. With the ability to complete the first round for herself without a hitch she would have to continue. One couldn't get rid of multiple lives worth of trauma in a single moment. No... it was time to build upon experiences. And in her general way... to allow her friend to be of use to her, as odd as that made her feel. But oddities were not being discussed currently, she was too busy communicating her rather demanding desire to continue with resistance. Kazuhiko had no way of knowing, but such a demand wasn't actually very normal for Saori, she didn't expect to get this far. Oh well, it seemed her demands were being responded to, with a bit of snark and a plea for acknowledgement and trust.

Saori was told not to rush, and to trust the process... she'd scoff in response to that. Whether this could be considered a win in her favor or not, she was far from just making those kinds of assumptions. "If stillness is a compliment then knockouts are flirting..." she asserted. Granted given her personality that might have been true for her at some point. Whatever the case, there was something new. Kazuhiko leaning back and slapping her rear, causing a odd reaction as he began to buck his hips. What sound would escape this very adult woman? "Hehehe!~" a giggle. She giggled in response to the physical stimuli and the start of movement. And found it rather easy to meet bucking motions with the movements of her own hips. She wouldn't be talking about that little noise that escaped her initially. No, she was too busy having fun. In this case, her legs tightened around his torso and her movements shifted so that she was doing down when he was coming up and vice versa. Powerful were the meetings against the end of her womb, and they left her swooning as she happily matched this kind of pace and chased a more intense orgasm than previously offered.

[Bloodedge]

There was a snarky aura radiating from both parties involved in this experience. It seemed fated to constantly bounce from one to the other, with Saori presently comparing his alleged 'compliment' to another hypothetical. Perhaps knockouts could be likened to flirting in the right circumstance. Either way, Kazuhiko would instead be twisting words a bit in his response. "Sure, why not? If you flirted with me, I think it would be a knockout. That has to count for something~" he chimed.

Once again, Kazuhiko was learning. He'd been getting better and better at well-placed things that would have once been considered too awkward to even attempt. Now, a slap on the ass that had once been attempted as an accident, was done with purpose... and to seemingly great effect. He'd have to go for another if the moment ever presented itself. Saori didn't have to speak on her reaction; Kazu already had it engraved in his mind. He'd keep it there long after combined efforts produced a proper rhythm between bodies and... ever so slightly endangered the subspace over time. Somewhere outside, even Marisbury began feeling the rumbling of high physicality and great spiritual depth colliding. Time may not have been passing, but it seemed a lot of time would be burned away. How much time? Well, that was of no importance at all. . .

[Apollymi]

In response to questioning if knockouts counted as flirting, a twisting of words occurred. Kazuhiko claimed that her flirting with him could be counted as a knockout. She scoffed once more, he'd always been a bit cheeky but this more mature form of him was something else entirely. His attitude matched something that Saori needed, a bit of assurance and self confidence went quite a long way with her more challenging personality. Oh well, she could enjoy it. "You know what, that was cute. I'll let you have it," she conceded. Oh, when did she start making concessions?

Well, she didn't have much of a choice at present. Given their combined rhythm she was having the time of her life. The crashing into this space as a pure physical match to overwhelming spiritual might was the kind of fight that Saori didn't know she needed in either of her lives. But now that she was experiencing it. She was having the time of her life. As time progressed she'd find herself repeatedly crashing against his pelvis while her arms ended up wrapped around his rather massive upper body. Nothing stopped the intensity of her lower body but a certain level of intimacy was achieved as she reached orgasm in the next however long. Such a thing came unexpectedly and caused her to continue her motions even through the intense squeeze, as if she thought there was more sensation to wring out of it. This was the resistance she was looking for and she'd be having it as she pleased for as long as she could take it.

[Bloodedge]

Kazuhiko was experiencing a bit of déjà vu. In this subspace, there was no cycling between day and night. Whatever light there was beyond those magical walls, was exactly what it would be regardless of time spent within. As such, it was comparable to his time spent in the Nexus. Minutes were obviously passing as they perceived them, but how many? How many times had minutes become an hour, and how many hours accumulated into days? The answer was not Kazuhiko's to determine; he could only keep track of events.

Those events happened to be ejaculation, just as before. Two, four, seven, nine; Saori was having the easiest time bringing them out of the male. In her case, he was naught but a wet towel she had every ability to wring out repeatedly. So it was; so it would be. At a certain point, the throbbing of his erection was unending. Sena's code was advanced as much as it needed to be. Whenever that happened, Kazu didn't know; he'd long since given up keeping track. There was one thing he hadn't given up on, though. "It's been a while, and you're not any looser. You don't get to play at being an old maid anymore when you're capable of something like this," he commented. Kazu's body was glistening with sweat. His breathing was labored, and he'd lost his ability to sit upright. He had instead taken a horizontal position, back against the mattress and knees elevated at the other end of Saori to enable upward thrusting that was more like a workout routine than anything. That twitchy dick of his was working overtime. It was by sheer force of will and spiritual capacity that he'd manage to last against the crushing force of Saori this long. On the positive side, he'd yet to find a limit to his enhanced stamina.

[Apollymi]

No cycling of day or night wasn't just a thing noted by Kazuhiko. In this space Saori felt like time passed but not in any normal way. If anything she'd have to count her own orgasms as markers and she'd stopped counting those after her releases from oral stimulation alone. That same count had only restarted with her mounting Kazuhiko and since doing so, she'd lost count once more after determining that he could resist the sheer crushing force of her insides. It was giving her something quite new to consider. At the very least finding someone that wasn't crushed by her, made it worthwhile to consider the future.

In the here and now though, she'd found herself capable of attaining relief in all the ways she'd come to like. And moving well past her ingrained traumas and into a new sort of understanding, both of herself and this act called sex. Kazuhiko's words about how she carried herself made her scoff, even as she moved herself to meet his upward thrusts with both hands resting on his pecs using him for extra leverage. "Oi, cut that out! I wasn't going for old maid... more like no nonsense big sis," she said having her own jokes to make. "Also I've relaxed quite a bit already..." she claimed about the nature of her core, as if to prove it, she continued that ride, but had a plan for a certain and sure action. She was satisfied which was something quite uncommon for her. She decided in the moment to give Kazuhiko something he'd technically asked for. "Ready up, slacker... I've got one more thing I want to do... just to see how it goes~" she claimed. Ah, and what would that be? As she neared orgasm, that pulsing of her loins would continue, but unlike other times, she'd tighten her core with purpose, intentionally adding a strangling squeeze to the lad below her before she relaxed properly, coming to a complete stop. She'd done more than enough, it was time to give her muscles a break.