Charles Patricius

[Bloodedge]

Lying, manipulating and scheming were simply the ways of Nanami Mami. Akira had known as much since the day they met, and in truth it was the most appealing thing about her. Every word to pass her lips registered as one of three things. The only truth she spoke was about not knowing how her new job was supposed to work with its existing staff. The claim of joking in her response to his perversions was an outright lie; something about that really bothered her. Pointing out that she wasn't his girlfriend was manipulation to put him under emotional duress for... whatever reason she had. "Right..." he said, managing to sound downtrodden yet again. In Mami's last clause, there was a small web of lies Akira could sense. What were the specifics? He couldn't fully tell, but there was room for thought. They didn't work as a couple: false. Any perception of them being such was solely in the public eye and the title they decided to place on their relationship. There was an implication that she wanted to remain friends: also false. She wanted a connection, but nothing true. Was it for her own amusement? He never managed to figure out what the underlying purpose was, and he was no closer to doing so now. "I'm not sure why you want that. I'd like it if we could understand each other though. Maybe..." He stopped himself right there for numerous reasons. Regardless of those, the words Akira spoke were the absolute truth. He'd wanted nothing more than to understand Mami and have her able to understand him. They could have been the stuff of legends. Perhaps they still could be. . .

Once again, Shota was not receiving the response he wanted from Mitsuki. This time, however, he got something even better. Wordlessness took the girl, and only a loud moan passed her lips in place of an answer. Her orgasm was apparent, and so was the start of an epic journey for Shota. "Oh? Is that a no?" he asked, laughing all the while. "Too bad~" he said afterward. Now that full penetration had been achieved, Shota would finally begin thrusting properly. Minor retreats led to repeated knocks against Mitsuki's cervix ─ something he'd keep at whether she could handle it or not. In fact, he'd only think it was better if she couldn't.

Speaking of things that could be better, it seemed the other universe's Mitsuki was in better spirits now. She was right back to acknowledging her own attractiveness, to which Ajax could only agree. "Yeah you are~" he stated. Mitsuki claimed the exchange of phone numbers would be for more than just a photo opportunity ─ it was also just to hang out. Of course she wouldn't turn her nose up to such an opportunity. In fact, he believed things would have been even easier with one of his other forms. A couple of his variants probably wouldn't have made it past the entrance without being grabbed by the dick. Whatever the case, Mitsuki offered the full list of hypothetical 'help' offerings, adding a positive notion about oral hygiene. "You're not wrong. A clean mouth opens a lot of opportunities," Ajax commented, taking visual note of where Mitsuki's eyes were... stuck, for lack of a better word. A Freudian slip would occur as he watched her staring. That did nothing to change the path his mind was taking. "Careful Girlie. Eye contact is a form of acknowledgment. Based on where you're looking when you say that, a guy might make assumptions about something you might not be ready for~" the man teased. It would be then that Ajax started the process of unbuttoning and unzipping his breeches. Since Mitsuki's request was that he share some of himself and ditch his pants, he was certainly going to do so. The pretense Mitsuki presented would only help along the process as Ajax pulled apart his zipper. "Not sure if it'll help. You might need a new lens. Why don't you go ahead and brush? This'll take some doing, and nobody wants to pull out flaccid. That'd be rude to the host~"

[Apollymi]

Mami was succeeding in keeping Kurusu Akira a bit downtrodden. That was what she wanted after all... it was better for her long-term plans if he continued to desire a connection with her, and was hurt by the mean things she said, while also being too locked-in to let go. What she couldn't see, was the fact that his placidness was an act, it wasn't something that ever occurred to her. There was a great deal of mental pleasure derived from his soft reactions and his inability to say no to her, she'd definitely made the right choice. This rightness was confirmed by how he chose to address her talk of friendship. He didn't understand why she'd want that... of course he didn't. Besides that friendship wasn't something she truly wanted. She wanted him to follow her around like a lost puppy she could kick but would keep coming back to her. "Good friends are hard to come by, besides... you'd be a bit hopeless if abandoned, I wouldn't do that~" Mami said for her reasoning behind wanting to continue their friendship. Of course this wasn't the whole of an answer, or even anything resembling real depth for her. Still she had something else to say as an alarm on her phone dinged letting her know it was time to go home, as her father would be there making dinner pretty soon. "Anyway, understanding comes with time, and we haven't had too much of that yet," she commented. "But you're not going anywhere so there is plenty. Ja ne, Akira-kun... I don't know how busy I'll be, but maybe I'll stop by again~" she offered the lad that fleeting hope and grinned as she turned around. He was right where she wanted him to be. If she visited even just once more, it'd probably be enough to keep him dragging along for the rest of the school year after he got back on his feet.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was coming to terms with a sensation she never thought she'd feel before. Once more... she didn't exactly hate it, but for some reason she wasn't entirely certain she liked it either. The feeling of something hitting her cervix was jarring internally. It had her tongue falling out of her mouth. It left her panting and unable to make a cogent sentence. And by the time she would have tried to put together another one... the words of Kakihara Shota were once again streaming from his mouth. He seemed to be teasing, and maybe this was just part of how he enjoyed sex. His words hit her ears along with a laugh. Could she handle it? Well obviously there was some ability to discern whether or not she liked such a sensation. Her hips had now started moving, seemingly of their own accord, as if to encourage the stroking motions as if seeking something else after that first orgasm. Even, "Ah-.... I... I'...m fine..." she muttered panting out hot breaths as drool trickled from the tip of her tongue. Her hands were already clutching the bedsheets as her core continued to twitch, each knock against her cervix sent that same strange sensation through her body and each retreat gave her more sensation to work with, surely her second orgasm wouldn't be as hard to achieve?

Meanwhile, in another universe, a different Mitsuki was being seduced by a different ginger man, in the same room as the first... without Shota's knowledge. He agreed with her assertion that she was a cute girl, and this only brought a deeper hued blush to her face. If he kept doing that, she was sure she'd allow him to do anything he wanted without worry. A full list of hypothetical hosting things was offered and a commentary about the avenues a clean mouth could open made her nod her head. "Right, nothing bad about a solid toothbrushing!" she agreed without hesitation. Still, her eyes had not moved from this man's body. She watched him and embarrassed herself by allowing her thoughts to slip out of her mouth without a filter. What she received in exchange for this was another warning that she listened to only moving her eyes after his zipper was peeled apart. "Well... you didn't have to say. Cute girls should want to see new things, even if they aren't prepared yet..." she said as if that made anything resembling sense. Whatever the case, apparently she should start brushing her teeth because she'd need a new lens an Ajax didn't want to pull out something flaccid. "Well, I wouldn't want to encourage rudeness... or be rude myself..." she murmured, finally drawing her eyes away and as a flustered mess quickly found herself at the sink, brushing her teeth furiously, while trying not to look into the mirror and behind her to see the man potentially still disrobing, but not too hard.

[Bloodedge]

If nothing else, Mami truly did have Akira wrapped around her finger in a way. He couldn't give up on her without a thousand answers that he just wasn't getting. Moreover, the potential she showed as a partner for him was, in his opinion, second to none. Even though his friends warned him against this pursuit, there was nothing stopping him yet. Ah, but Mami's misleading nature continued to rear its head. Good friends were hard to come by, she claimed. He'd be hopeless if abandoned ─ that was also true in a way Mami couldn't understand. "Yeah... they are. And you're right," Akira stated. One more truth passed Mami's lips. Between the two of them, nothing that could be called a reasonable amount of time had been invested. "Yeah..." was all Akira said after letting that thought process. By the time Mami spoke of returning, there seemed to be a pleased expression on the male's face. Why? Well, it wasn't actually due to her mention of visiting again. If she was leaving now, that meant he no longer had to deal with the risk of her encountering Chizuru, whose visit he expected at any random moment now. "H-hai. I'll rest for now. Thanks for visiting," he said. "If you want to come again, just... eto... let me know ahead of time?"

Mitsuki was... 'fine' apparently. Shota kept snickering, not believing a single bit of those words she barely managed. She was clutching at the sheets even though her hips were moving of their own accord. The sounds he heard were an indicator that Mitsuki probably had a very nice expression on her face. For the sake of his recording, it was only natural that he take advantage."Oh? Are you really?" he asked teasingly. That knocking would continue ceaselessly as Shota held his phone forward, flipping the screen to continue recording Mitsuki while making said recording visible. With that, he was able to see her face with that protruding, drooling tongue, even if it revealed the fact that he was no longer just snapping pictures. Of course, Shota himself was now in the shot as well. "That doesn't look 'fine' Chigucchi. You look like somebody getting split in half. Is that how you want it?"

All the while, the other universe's Mitsuki was still in the earliest phases of something unfathomable. Ajax was content to string her along for a little bit before a grand reveal. The toothbrushing wasn't a necessity as he understood it; any residual mana left by Shota would undoubtedly be deleted from existence before making contact with him. On the other hand, letting Mitsuki move to the sink was an excuse he wouldn't pass on. As she stood in front of the mirror with that furious brushing motion beginning, he took his place behind her. Taller by more than a head, Ajax had a clear line of sight... but his eyes weren't always on the reflection of Mitsuki's face. He looked down periodically, whether to glance at the toothpaste on her lips, that cleavage line, or her backside ─ all while working his pants down in her blind spot. "Best seat in the house, huh? Tell me, it wouldn't be too forward of a guest to ask for a little help, would it?" he asked. Ajax hadn't been one of those lesser creatures in need of stimulation (visual or otherwise) for a very long time, but he was certainly the sort who wouldn't let go of the opportunity. He could have easily willed himself to a permanent erection if he wanted to... but where would the fun be in that? "You said cute girls want to see things. Well, guys like me seeing things helps cute girls have better things to see. Capiche?"

[Apollymi]

Mami's understanding of her current situation was indeed quite skewed but as she was getting what she wanted, she hardly minded. No, instead she was content to play her mind games and drag Akira along with her until he was nothing. He was already so nearly listless that it should have been considered a charitable act by a girl as pretty as she was to give him anything resembling attention and friendship. "Of course I'm right, I'm rarely wrong~" she concluded as if this made perfect sense. Of course, that was simply a bit of affirmation for herself, the earlier parts of today had been a bit less firm than she was used to, but Akira was always what she thought he should be. He claimed he'd rest for now and simply wanted to know ahead of time if she was coming for another visit. As she got ready to leave he claimed that he simply wanted to know ahead of time, "Iia, it's easier just to pop up on you, in case I catch you doing something naughty~" she said in a manner that was implied to be joking. Of course, she would only give him as much notice as she felt like because that was her own way of doing things. And with that she left the hospital room, stopped back by the desk, checked out and headed home. She had a smile on her face and felt a strange sense of relief. While Mami was making her way down the street towards a nearby train station. One Ichinose Chizuru, was hopping off a bus. She'd come from her job and had with her an insulated bag full of food and appropriate utensils which she planned to feed to Akira. Along with specially (and separately bagged) dessert parfaits, and a few different snacks and drinks for them. She had with her anime for them to watch together, 'In Another World with my Smartphone' and nurse 'uniform' and a string of size large condoms. Yes, Chizuru was a girl on a mission and nothing was going to stop her today.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was being dragged along by Shota and her own body with no real extra work needed. Though she found something about Shota a bit grating, it wasn't enough to make her stop moving her own hips against him, nor was it enough that she would have felt fine simply walking away without this experience. Yes, he was still being rather annoying with what he was saying, but... with him filling her up like this and constantly knocking against her womb she couldn't think straight enough to argue. "Ha..ha...hai!" she claimed. Her own drooling tongue hanging out and her constant panting taking place, she knew she wasn't far from another orgasm, but still she could hardly be bothered by anything. Would have have preferred Shota be a bit less vocal during this part? Probably, but she supposed he deserved to get something out of this exchange as well. And as if she needed something else to be annoyed by his phone was now in her face, front facing camera on and obviously recording. When she looked into it, she could see both of them from this perspective. They were really going to have to talk about boundaries, this sort of thing wasn't at all what she agreed to when she'd told him he could take pictures of her. "Ugh-haaaaaaaaaaah♥~" she couldn't even get out her desired words as she orgasmed for a second time so close to the previous ones that she was sure her brain was trying to erase itself. She could chew him out, but... maybe she'd wait until after this was over.

At the same time, a different Mitsuki was busy having a different sort of conversation and a different kind of build up towards sexual activity with Ajax instead of Shota. Everything about this set of interactions was weird. Mitsuki had found herself falling prey to the pushiness of Shota before but now she was easily chatting with a man while burshing her teeth and she could hardly remember her morning before encountering him at her door a few minutes prior to this one. And while she brushed her teeth furiously to rid herself of... whatever it was that might taint her, Ajax spoke of the best seat in the house. She looked at him in the mirror and he always seemed just outside of her blindspot. She couldn't quite see what he had going on, but she did occasionally make eye contact with him and blush furiously for being caught staring... again. Before she began rising her mouth she answered his question, "Iia, you can ask assistance. I'm a good host so it seems okay to me~" she agreed quickly without even knowing what it was he wanted. Cute girls wanted to see things and guys like him liked seeing things too... 'Sou ka.' That was easy enough to understand. Besides that, since she'd be seeing something else, and had been for quite a few moments, there was no issue. "I get it..." she muttered as she started another round of brushing. During this she loosened the tie on that robe, and began to shift. Little by little, she let it fall off her left shoulder revealing all that unmarred flesh. If one looked in the mirror they'd initially catch small glimpses of perky breasts topped with pink nipples and all the flesh of her back would be revealed down to right above her backside. 'Does this count as enough of a show I wonder... he didn't say how he wanted to see it or anything,' she seemed almost pouty when thinking about it.

[Bloodedge]

The departure of Mami was fast approaching, and not a moment too soon. Sadly, she left him with the notice that she found it easier to drop by randomly to... catch him in the midst of something naughty. He wanted to gag, mostly because it was far too difficult for any quality time with himself now. The problem of her running into the room while someone else was present... Well, that was something Akira resigned himself to dealing with later. Sense couldn't be talked into Mami in moments like this. Regardless, she was gone as quickly as she appeared. Naturally, Akira kept his eyes on the lass as she departed. He'd once again be suffering the inability to masturbate despite the current tingling in his groin. Well, at least he was alone for now; perhaps he could manage something if it became necessary.

With muddled plans on one end, executed plans were on the other in Osaka. Everything was going perfectly for Shota. He was closely observing that active recording of Mitsuki's face, knowing he'd have to provide a sound warning for anyone who got to this part of the video. He didn't think she'd make it out of this night with her consciousness in tact. If he wasn't careful, he might even have another hospitalization on his hands. Ah, that would be a lovely end to the story. A bit more of a push wouldn't hurt though, right? "What's wrong, Chigucchi? Dick got your tongue? Let's hear something nice for daddy Shota♥~" he urged.

Whether things were going well or terribly for that Mitsuki, her alternate self was due for a different sort of time. Ajax was now standing behind her, clad only in his birthday suit. Still, she remained none the wiser as to what lay in wait for her. As a 'good host' would, she acquiesced to the male's request for help. Her robe was untied as Mitsuki began brushing a second time. First, that view of cleavage became something a bit meatier. That view was soon joined by the full, unfiltered sight of her back and rear-end ─ with a somewhat pouty expression showing in the mirror to boot. The innocent ones were always so interesting before innocence was lost. Such sights made Ajax believe in his own decisions even more; this was a thing to savor. "That's better than just being a 'good host' Girlie. I'd say you've got all the makings of a hostess ─ definitely one I'd like to have. So? How are your moves?" he asked, a playful pat to Mitsuki's backside delivered as Ajax decided to... borrow a technique from the musically-inclined souls he knew. That light slap wasn't just to see her ass jiggle; it was equally for the purpose of sending the wavelength of a song, one that wouldn't exist for some years yet, into her soul. That sensation of having an unknown tune in one's head wasn't so mysterious after all.

[Apollymi]

Mami left, and Akira was left alone with a tingling groin. Little did he know, there was a small sassy brunette making her way into the hospital who had the full and earnest desire to be the one handling his boner and most other things related to him. Chizuru approached with bags in hand and a smile on her face. She was currently wearing a short red sweater dress that clung to her curves and thigh high black tights with sexy but appropriately heeled sandals for walking around in. There happened to be a very visible flesh gap at the top of her thigh highs and the bottom of that sweater dress. And beyond that today her brown hair was mostly down with a small braid from the left side of her head going back to hold it back from falling over her very exposed shoulders and neck. She moved like a person on a mission and she was, as always. As such some 15 minutes and a small detour of unknown origin later, she'd be walking into Akira's room. "Kurusu-kun, you'll be happy to know, I brought you something exactly opposite of green~" she announced herself, in her little red sweater dress. She'd enter the room and begin setting up, moving a rolling standing table to begin food prep while going through her bags at the foot of his bed. "Oh! I have news, season two of Campfire Cooking is confirmed, hopefully you'll be out of the hospital by the time it releases. Though we do have to make sure you leave Truck-chan alone~ How's it going today?" she asked while moving small bowls and the like out of one of her bags to begin setting up. She fully intended for them to eat together but figured he'd maintain some difficulty with that act himself. She'd gone for one of the lighter meals from their 'Campfire Cooking' marathon. A thinly sliced and ginger sauce marinated pork, fried with onions and carrots and served with rice and some sauce. It could be eaten with a spoon and she fully intended to spoon feed him while they chatted today.

Kakihara Shota was winning, but he didn't know when he had enough. He was pushing quite a bit for more speech out of Mitsuki and now that she was aware that he was recording his pushiness about such a thing made more sense. Even so, he'd done more than she'd expected so giving a little bit wasn't really a problem. She still wasn't really into the idea of dirty talk, it wasn't normal for her to say random things like that. It also kept causing her mental confusion whenever Shota called himself 'daddy' so once again her brows furrowed. She huffed her way into speaking, "You...you're even better than I imagined!" she exclaimed. "Keep going!" she asked quickly. That was about the best he could utter and even afterwards her face was flushed. She wasn't a vulgar person, a compliment and encouragement tended to be the kind of thing she went for, so she'd spread it to someone else.

At the same time, a Mitsuki who'd previously been about to deal with Kakihara Shota, was currently getting a different kind of treatment all together. Meanwhile, she was told that she was doing more than just being a good host. She still hadn't laid eyes on this man's nudity, but he was seeing hers and she didn't mind. She'd started her second brushing and was being encouraged as he tapped her rear and wanted to see her moves. Something about the way he asked that, made her grin. "Cute girls love dancing~" she said earnestly. Beyond that she almost felt like she could hear music. That sort of thing did happen from time to time, like getting a song stuck in your head. Even so she didn't know what it was, but she was suddenly shaking her hips. Dancing in front of the mirror allowing that robe to fall further and further until it was gone and on the floor. And with that her plump little rear bounced just a bit. She could swear she could hear an almost swarmy beat, telling her to loosen up. She had no problem doing that in this context. She she did a little dance for Ajax until she felt her mouth was clean enough.

[Bloodedge]

Akira had about fifteen minutes of solitude after Mami's departure. In that time, he'd taken to visualizing quite a few memories of the girl. Some moments of her being dressed in things that could be considered lewd were visualized, including a few choice peeks into cleavage and some accidental up-skirt views. Those moments were his favorites from their relationship and the time leading toward it, so he replayed them frequently and vividly. The longer Akira thought, the more he found himself with an elevated leg and a careful hand rubbing the 'tent' in his hospital gown. Luckily, he'd been careful enough to avoid any speed or discard any covers. If he hadn't taken such care, he would have been in a far more awkward situation when... Ichinose Chizuru suddenly walked into the room looking like a woman ready to move in. "Ichinon?!" he exclaimed in shock. She barged in so suddenly, and immediately went to work setting things up. He did expect her arrival, but he figured she would be introduced by a doctor or nurse. So, there he sat with an arm holding down his erection. Eyes darted toward Chizuru, and... indeed, she had something besides green. "Red," he said at a near whisper. Akira felt his cock throbbing against his arm, as if trying to force the limb away from itself. Maybe the chat Chizuru initiated could distract him from awkward dangers? There was exciting news, after all. "Season two already? I only just saw the first season yesterday! Is this what binge culture is like? And..." Suddenly, there was silence from Akira. The 'not green' thing she actually had was hard to keep his eyes on, considering the getup of Chizuru he had to look at... but the smell of food drew his attention well enough. Was this the karmic payback for having to deal with Ryuji's and Mami's visits, and the associated stress? Was he actually allowed real food? "Is that... real food? Like, authentic, not green... edible food?"

Shota was all but incapable of stopping his antics. He goaded Mitsuki time and time again, all to get better material for his ultimate revenge video. Beyond that, the degeneration of Mitsuki would be a personal victory in his book. According to her, he was even better than she imagined. He was encouraged to keep going, and indeed he planned to do so. Ah, but that would come with some caveats yet again. "Good girl! Hey... you want me to make it even better for you? I can give you this all you want, but it can get even better if you ask nicely♥~" he offered with that same cheeky attitude.

Speaking of cheek, there was quite a bit in Ajax's vision at the time. According to that version of Mitsuki, cute girls loved dancing. He rather enjoyed the sound of that. "Nothing better than a cute girl~" he said before letting his eyes wander downward again. With her rear bouncing as it did, he wouldn't be looking away anytime soon. Ajax let his erection form at a speed more natural to mortals, though still a bit beyond the norm. By the time Mitsuki finished her second brushing session, she'd be sure to find something quite abnormal in size and weight tapping against her shaking bottom... but surely he wasn't quite close enough for anything but his arm to reach her. "Done brushing? Wanna know what guys like me love?"

[Apollymi]

Akira had been working on his boner related issue, but Chizuru had shown up just in time to interrupt. It was a shame she went straight to putting together food for them, she really would have helped him out with it. When she heard him say her name she chuckled, "Hai! Sorry I am a bit late... I ended up staying at work a little extra to help out, since they did me a solid~" she said playfully. The solid she was referring to, had to do with the cooking process, which she couldn't complete in her apartment. So she'd taken someone's shift in exchange for a bit of kitchen access. As for his whispered comment of 'red' she grinned. "I figured green was off limits but red is one of my favorite colors~" she explained of the outfit of choice. "And I figured the sweater would be good for the hospital chill~" she mentioned knowing full well this was somehow less clothing than the previous day. Beyond this point there was the matter of season two, which she discussed while putting together a large bowl of white rice and the ginger soaked fried pork. She pulled one spoon, one large can tea drink and one straw, along wit some napkins and put them together. "This is exactly what binge culture is about. Watch a whole show, search the internet, wait for news about season two. It's like winning the lottery. Then... you find out it isn't going to be release for 10 months, so you binge a whole but of other stuff, to fill the void and then... and then... a preview trailer and an announcement show up, and it's three weeks away and then you start your fresh watch, hit your rewatch and it's lottery again!~" she mentioned in her playful yet spastic way, she definitely seemed the shut-in who finally found a comrade. She was quite the nerd about her anime series of choice. As for his last question she wheeled that table in front of him, and slipped out of her heels to climb into his bed gently around his legs to sit across from him with the food between them like a real date. "Of course it's real food. I wouldn't want you to be here eating only green for days. And a bit of home cooking goes a long way for morale. Bedsides, you went into the streets with Truck-chan and came out the other side... what's a homecooked meal for something like that~" she claimed jokingly. "Besides that Red Boar Ginger Rice Bowl looked easy enough to recreate with the right ingredients. Ready to try it with me?" she asked knowing what sort of answer to expect. Food in place, her own body in place directly in front of him while managing not to harm him and she'd be ready to begin helping him eat.

Mitsuki was experiencing a first for herself. Two orgasms so close together was quite beyond the norm. When this was something added to be an experience of a fullness unlike any other she found herself willing to bend at least a little because, in her own experience this was quite the feat. Even though she didn't agree with how very pushy this young man kept being. Right now, she'd all but asked him to keep going and somehow he still wanted her to say more. This was after he'd called her a good girl, and she wasn't sure how she felt about that either. She usually enjoyed compliments and encouragement but perhaps she was simply overthinking things presently? That brow furrowing would occur again for a number of reasons, mostly her brain disagreeing with thinking while her body was in duress. But... a request like that wasn't so bad, so she could and would likely acquiesce since he was already inside her and still ready to do more. "Please, Kakihara-san, keep going...I want to feel more," she murmured. It was the truth as innocently as she would have normally stated it. That was about as nice as that request could get. She wasn't the type to use the sort of nicknames he kept calling himself. If she'd had longer to think about it, she probably would have thought through her general discomfort, but that wasn't something to think about in the moment.

Meanwhile, a different Mitsuki was having a different sort of experience. Ajax claimed there was nothing like a cute girl, and she found something affirming about that. She grinned even as she brushed her teeth. "Right?!~" she claimed. She'd danced while naked, and brushing her teeth and she'd been having quite the good time of it without any real interference. Nothing about this situation felt anything but right. Though she did notice that ever so often she felt something gently tapping against her rear. She would have thought he was gently tapping against her rear with his hands, given the oddity of that weight. She was done brushing and rising and lifted her head gently afterwards, peeking at him through the mirror and having a pretty good understanding of their distance. "Yeah, I am done now... all clean. And I definitely want to know what you're into... are you tapping me?" she wondered as she started to turn around and face him which would bring her the sight of his nudity.

[Bloodedge]

While Akira was dealing with his heart palpitations, Chizuru apologized for being late. If she'd been any earlier, things would have been beyond problematic for him... so he was actually rather glad she worked late. "It's no problem. It's been a hectic day so far," he said. Akira couldn't claim her timing was perfect. In fact, ten minutes later would have been fine for him. Why couldn't he manage a single session in this hospital? Well, it wasn't like he had an effective way to clean up regardless; it was probably for the best that he kept being interrupted. What didn't help though, was the sweater dress Chizuru came equipped with. Paired with the thigh-highs, the plumpest part of her thighs was made visible and accentuated by coverage elsewhere. Marvelous. With such an open top, Chizuru revealed her lack of bra, but... not at all a lack of what one would hold within a bra. Those measurements she gave were no lie ─ not at all! What was she saying though? A sweater would be good for the chill of a hospital? How did that count? "Ano... I'm not too sure that'll help. You're kind of uh... yeah..." he babbled. How was Akira supposed to save that? "Well you didn't run to get here this time," was the decision he went with. Chizuru had a notable lack of sweat glisten compared to her last visit. As if that were a reasonable segue out, Akira went right ahead with acknowledgement of 'binge culture' as they were calling it. "I'm not sure I'm built for the lifestyle. It sounds like it'll be a nightmare." With that said, more surprise would come Akira's way. He noted the bowl assembly and singular utensil, but he didn't assume it was to be a shared dish. Besides, it was more imperative that Akira question something else he realized ─ even as Chizuru invited herself into his hospital bed again. He'd have to fight that aggressive erection and free his hand at some point, but first... "Wait, home-cooked? You mean you actually made all this? It looks really good; you must be a great cook."

Shota never got the full service he wanted. On the other hand, he was consistently getting more and more out of Mitsuki. His offer to make things even better for her, for example, garnered a bit of pleading just as he intended. Mitsuki didn't refer to him by the name he would have preferred, but that was alright; she'd fallen into the trap. "Well, since you asked. I'll make it a hundred times better for you, Chigucchi♥~" he warned. Shota would knock her cervix a few more times, a bit slower with less impact during each. With that done, he slowly retreated until his covered cock was removed from her entirely. "Arch your back a little more, Chigucchi. While you're at it, try telling the camera what's going on in your life. I know you're new to this. Go for something like... 'the best cock ever is coming into me,' or something like that. You'll love what happens if you pull it off♥~" he said. While speaking, Shota was preparing for the next phase. His free hand was rolling that condom off slowly. His intention was to have it removed, so that by the time Mitsuki began speaking again, he'd be pushing his raw member deep into her body once again.

While Shota tried to influence the version of Mitsuki in the proper timeline, Ajax seemed pleased to be dealing with a more natural approach to degeneration. He was fully aware of Shota's behavior in another dimension, and had full confidence that the version he now faced would make far better shifts with no prompting necessary. Such was the way of the truly powerful entities deserving of titles and the like. For now, Mitsuki announced her completed brushing process while he looked at her face in the mirror. She asked if he was tapping her... and he merely smiled confidently in response. What he said did not address her question at all. "Sure you didn't miss a spot? Toothpaste residue becomes annoying if you let it dry, you know?" he stated while Mitsuki turned to face him. Then and there, they'd bear witness to each other's full frontal nudity. On Ajax's end, said nudity involved a glistening tool of adamantine firmness, a thickness that her hand couldn't hope to wrap fully around, and a length that effortlessly bridged the otherwise platonic amount of space between their bodies. "I'm into cute girls that are into dancing. I'm the kind of guy who sees a nice pair of hips like yours moving around, and starts thinking about turning someone's life upside-down. Maybe I'm weird for that; I dunno. You into that kind of thing?"

[Apollymi]

Akira wasn't allowed the time to get himself off, but... instead he was given more eye candy and a bit of pleasant conversation. The exchange was something he may not have been aware of, but it came with a few extra benefits. Whatever the case, Akira had apparently been having a hectic day, "I bet. Everyone is hearing about what happened to you and all... sitting in a hospital room, your doctors and nurses coming in and out... terrible~" she claimed knowing the ins and outs of hospitals from some experiences in her younger life. No matter what, she was still just here to spend time with Akira. What was more, it seemed he didn't agree that her sweater would help with the hospital chill? But there was no real answer given for it, instead he ended with, at least she didn't run today, so she wasn't sweaty and thus able to get colder. "Oh? Nice recovery!~" she exclaimed as if it was a prime move for him. She even gave a thumbs up, though, it was obviously meant to be a bit cheeky. As for his delve into the binging life style, "Eh? But you can't even go anywhere, its the perfect start for your mad descent! The binge is choosing you, and I am its emissary~ You'll be one of us!~" she offered with a wink. After making the bowl and inviting herself into his bed, she sat across from him with that bowl of steaming rice and ginger soaked fried pork with its dressed sauce and grinned. It would seem he was surprised by the idea that she could cook. To her credit she managed a blushing reaction with her hand extending to the back of her neck as if she was uncomfortable with the attention. "Ehehe~ You see, I learned how to cook when I was little. And the work I do, requires me to maintain those skills so... yeah. I cooked this. Besides, you have to be able to balance out all that junk food consumed during a binge~" she said her voice light. "I'll be your hands for a bit, ya' know, since you sacrificed them during your epic battle, with Truck-chan~" she offered. Scooping up a little rice, a piece of pork and some veg and a bit of sauce, she'd blow on it softly to bring it down to the right temperature and then extend it to the lad across from her. "Ahhh~" she opening her mouth to mimic the motion he should be taking.

Shota wouldn't get the full service he wanted, but he was also still technically benefiting from dealing with someone without 'otherworldly' experiences under their belt. Mitsuki could only truly offer resistance to things that her soul didn't agree with in a natural way. And right now, that was mostly just things her brain pinged as being odd or too embarrassing. She wouldn't step too far out of her own comfort zone but such was pretty natural for her. Right now, she was being congratulated once again but his tone seemed off. Luckily for him, she didn't have time to think about it, as he began moving again within her core thus distracting her from her normal thought processes. He was even withdrawing, her assumption was that he'd be using the extra force to push and added the desire for her to arch her back more. She could do that... a gentle shift in position wasn't too odd. He gave the advice for her to speak to the camera and even some samples of the types of things he'd want to her to say as she moved herself in. While that seemed like advice, what he said wasn't something she'd consider saying. "Chotto, that's way too embarrassing..." she said. Still, if there was a reward involved. "You're still so pushy..." she commented in a round about way, pouting slightly. Still she'd have to take him at his word that this whole thing was for his own personal collection and thus she wouldn't try and ruin it for him. Mitsuki could give something... "I'm-hyuck~" she was going for something a little more genuine but it was cut off before she could get it out. Why because Shota was once again ramming himself into her. It did feel different, somehow, but she couldn't quite place what made it different. It was better though of that she was certain. Her panting began properly as such and she wouldn't be able to stop her hips from moving either.

Meanwhile, the Mitsuki who was allowed to progress naturally, seemed to be having quite the good time. Ajax was a comfortable person to talk to... and that made it so easy to take his suggestions and be herself in front of him. Her little tooth brushing dance would come to an end, but when it did a bit of commentary came from her... "Eh? If it didn't get it all I think the best I could do is have another shower, that one was serious~" she claimed in a joking way. Of course, beyond this point when she turned around to face the confident smile she'd seen in the mirror. She saw his full frontal nudity while he saw hers. But what was now in her line of sight was something else. She looked up at blue eyes and orange hair, and then her eyes traced down his body. She saw arms at his sides but at his center past where that hip window had been was... something her brain couldn't calculate. She immediately looked back up at him in time to hear him speaking. He was into cute girls who were into dancing. She was one of those! HIs following sentence implied he wanted to turn her life upside down, she didn't mind upside down! Her eyes traveled down to the length of his body and then up again. Maybe he was weird? If he was she was too! Was she interested? Well there was only one real answer to that... one which she would open her mouth to give, an emphatic yes, the likes of which this universe could fully acknowledge, "YES! DADDY!" she said immediately only to cover her own mouth. "I... don't know where that came from. I... don't know if I can handle all of this at one time. I really want to try though..." she said. "Hm, that might be too direct, but cute girls can be direct!" she rationalized to herself, as her eyes once again looked down at a shaft she was sure wasn't meant to fit inside of human bodies and surely wanted it inside of hers.

[Bloodedge]

"You have no idea," Akira said with a sigh. Chizuru seemed to understand how things could be hectic when trapped in a hospital bed, but Akira's day was made worse for completely unrelated reasons... twice. It really wouldn't be a bad idea to binge another season of anime and forget the rest of the day. If nothing else, he was likely to forget based on what Chizuru chose to wear during this visit. He couldn't say with certainty whether her lack of sweat was positive or negative, but that lack of coverage for the top portion of her torso was certainly the former. He was chosen by the binge, according to Chizuru. He'd be one of 'them' she continued. Akira heard those words, but processed them differently. He'd been chosen by the deviant thoughts, and would submit to them at every opportunity. How could he not? The way Chizuru's cleavage showed, it would be so easy to just... slip something into her shirt. While Akira dealt with a thousand degenerate thoughts, Chizuru confirmed her cooking ability and offered to be his hands for the meal. "That's a lot to go through for my sake. Arigatou. I─" He stopped there, flabbergasted by the sudden spoonful of food held to his face. An offer to be his hands was one thing, but experiencing it was different. Moreover, Chizuru's open mouth with that added sound was infinitely distracting; he couldn't look at the spoon. Akira merely sat there, mouth gaping in amazement and... realizing he was staring after a few moments. "Ah..." He released a noise only due to his own realization, thinking there was only one answer to this awkward situation he created. As such, Akira shifted his gaze to the spoon and attacked it. Ah, but it seemed he'd actually bit the spoon itself in the process. Thinking wasn't his greatest point of strength at the moment.

Luckily for Shota, the same could be said of Mitsuki in a way. He unknowingly managed to avoid something that probably wouldn't have helped his production. In doing so, he also managed to get another favorable reaction from Mitsuki while cramming his naked cock into her core. Nothing felt better than the raw experience. Here and now, it would just be a stepping stone toward something even greater than before. "Oops. Was that too much?~" Shota teased as his hips began working overtime, his cock angling this way and that way within Mitsuki's canal on a repeating journey to her cervix. "You like that, don't ya'?♥"

Meanwhile, the other universe's Mitsuki was joking along during a meeting that would progress more... smoothly, so to speak. Her word choice was of the dangerous variety though, as Ajax saw it. "There's that choice of words again. Watch out. Showers don't have to involve water, you know?" he warned. Ajax knew what Shota's idea of a shower had been with the other Mitsuki, but he also knew such a thing was aligned to the desires of himself and many others as well. Mitsuki was an excellent photographer, but also an excellent canvas. Ah, but what else was she good at? Following the orders of her soul was the answer. After viewing his unfiltered form and receiving a lighthearted question, she responded in such a way as to bind herself cosmically. "Daddy, huh? It's a little early for that, isn't it?" he asked jokingly as a hand rose to Mitsuki's chin, tilting it up. She commented on her ability, or lack thereof, to handle all he had to offer. Such was a concern even for the magically inclined of this era, but Ajax was a reasonable guy... sometimes. "I'm sure you can. But if you're worried about it, I'll only be as gentle or as rough as you want. Tell me what to do and I'll do it. It's fun to ride on both sides like that sometimes, so I'll throw you a bone today. Sound good, Mi-tsu-ki-chan?"

[Apollymi]

Akira had apparently been through quite the stressful day. "I can sympathize but my own day was pretty normal~" Chizuru mentioned as she was settling in. Sitting directly across from the lad and offering to feed him as she fed herself was too much. Well, so were the apparent dirty thoughts he maintained. She couldn't say for certain exactly what he was thinking about, but she knew she was showing just the right amount of skin and just the right combination of gestures to appear rather open to sexual experiences without seeming too pushy about it. Like someone who learned of sexual activities from watching things but may have only had a bit of experience herself. Just the same watching him stumble and stare as he she held out the spoon for him was almost too much. That bite delivered all the way to the spoon was interesting. "Hehehe~ I hate to be the one to tell you this, but I didn't cook the spoon. I can't say it will be easy on the digestion~" she offered in her lightly joking tone. Whenever he let go of that spoon with his teeth she'd use it again on the bowl and once more assemble a nice bite but this one, was specifically for her. "Itadakimasu~" she chimed as if she wasn't the one who cooked the food. She'd go to eat it, without hesitation while making very direct eye contact with the lad. Her mouth engulfing the spoon, while she made very direct eye contact with Akira. Well, she did offer for them to eat together that shouldn't have been too surprising.

Meanwhile, a different kind of table was being turned, Mitsuki was actually trying her hand at dirty talk only to have her words stolen by his sudden re-entry into her form. It was hot, wet and quite thick to feel from her own perspective. Her body was twitching again as if orgasm was something which was promised. Luckily enough for Shota, it would seem Mitsuki would have a few more moments of a lack of thought. She wouldn't be able to put together anything to be angry about in the middle of this sexual experience. And to his credit it did feel quite a bit better than it had before. Mitsuki would try not to think of his incessant chatter as a negative. "Haaa~" was she going to say yes? Or was she going to say something else? Well it didn't really matter as she could feel him rather deeply inside her and it wasn't something she hated. Ah, actually when he was moving his hips like that and she was moving hers, each of those angled strokes towards her cervix felt quite nice. She couldn't say she disliked this feeling at all, "Hai♥!~ I like when it's that deep!~" yes, that was what she would be choosing to say. She wasn't lying and it didn't feel wrong coming out of her mouth. She could deal with that at least.

Meanwhile, a different Mitsuki was once again having showers mentioned in a fairly indirect sort of way. Still there was something about the way it was said which made her give a slightly sheepish reply. "Well, as long as it's not anything gross I think I could handle it. Besides you were talking about seeing my hair wet anyway, as long as the order is right it wouldn't be that big a deal," Mitsuki mentioned. Such was the nature of those who were mostly innocent. Meanwhile the name 'Daddy' had slipped from between her lips and she was still embarrassed about it. "I still don't know where it came from, but it didn't feel wrong..." she muttered softly. It might have been too early but he hadn't given anything resembling negative feedback. Beyond this point with Mitsuki unable to decide where her eyes were going, it would seem that Ajax was keen to follow her instructions to some extent if she was worried about it. That was nice to know, rather comforting really. "Sounds great, Daddy..." once again her soul spoke and not her mouth and it caused her face to flush intensely. "I really can't stop..." she mentioned not knowing where it came from. "Still a cute girl should be able to call a hot caring guy Daddy if she wants, especially when ti feels right and he accepts, right?" she decided on her own so long as no negatives came from him. "So, how about that kiss and then we start at gentle and I see how much I can take?" she asked seemingly excited about the potential sexual endeavor which was currently happening.

[Bloodedge]

Akira bit a spoon. It was far from the first time he'd done something so random, and it wouldn't be near the last time either. Once he got rid of that ringing sensation stemming from his teeth, Akira regained his sensibilities. Only then could he actually taste the food in his mouth. "Umai..." he muttered. One could almost perceive a single tear welling up atop his bottom eyelid. It may have only been a short stay in the hospital thus far, but either real food now tasted divine... or Chizuru was really an excellent cook. Perhaps it was both? He could believe that. Regardless, Akira did release the spoon from his mouth... only to see Chizuru prepare another bite to take herself. Surely that wasn't her plan all along, right? They were a bit old for the 'indirect kiss' scenario to be a big deal, yet Akira couldn't keep himself from staring and blushing over the occurrence. Maybe he was imagining things, but the way Chizuru took that initial bite seemed innately sexual in nature. Could it have been the eye contact, the way her mouth moved... or just his erection talking? Well, it could have been anything. "You uh... only brought one spoon, huh?" he asked.

At long last, the version of Mitsuki dealing with Shota was going above and beyond expectation. He'd come to expect simpler answers from her, but a few additional words joined her most recent retort. She liked it deep, so he'd give it deep. Of course, Shota intended to do that anyway. How could he not use such a ridiculous amount of dick when he had it to offer? He really was doing this girl a service by involving her in his plans. He'd have his revenge, and she'd have the luxury of receiving dick she couldn't get anywhere else! Shota even thought to sweeten the deal a bit more with another... gift. "I like the way you're talking now, Chigucchi! How about we dust off round one with a big bang? Ask for it inside~" he urged while throbbing and grinding against her cervix between thrusts.

All the while, the Mitsuki in a calmer situation was expressing her interest in showers so long as it didn't include anything gross. Moreover, the idea of her wet hair was brought up again. Ajax supposed he'd be spending a fair amount of time in this hotel room after all, but that was fine. "I wouldn't put anything you don't like on you. Though... maybe something you don't know you'll like until you've experienced it," he rambled. It was always difficult to explain the magical side of some things, but everyone understood after a sample or so. Whatever the case, they had an agreement in the works. He'd take things at a pace Mitsuki could feel comfortable with, and she'd go forth with a newly discovered form of address for him so long as he accepted. "If it feels right, do it. That's how you should move forward in life," he said. An offer to settle that kiss and begin things gently was made. Ajax didn't act on the former right away, choosing instead to take a step back toward the shower. In doing so however, he kept his hand on Mitsuki's chin as if to guide her in with him. His free hand reached back to start the water once the dial was in reach. "We could, if you want to skip right ahead to the main event. Is that what you want?" Ajax asked as the water trickled over his head ─ an occurrence joined by his lips pressing against Mitsuki's. He'd leave her a bit of room to respond, but she'd have little choice but to do so between presses for a bit. Just the same, Shota recently found himself with little choice but to go looking around. He could have sworn he heard Mitsuki's voice yelling something. As she'd yet to return from answering the door, he decided to step out of the bedroom and check for her. Maybe she'd been caught up with whatever person wanted those pictures from the convention?

[Apollymi]

Apparently after getting over his bitten spoon, Akira was able to actually enjoy his food. That little whispered umai, was like music in Chizuru's ears. Though it wasn't often that she fed other people like this, it was always nice to have one's efforts appreciated. All the while, Chizuru put together a nice bite for herself and quite enjoyed it. She'd actually done a great job of this particular dish, and though she'd taken a few samples along the way for flavor and balancing, she'd not actually had the meal in it's complete form until now. "Mmmah♥~" she moaned a little while she ate, seemingly pleased by the combination. And yes, she mirrored this thoughts they were a bit too old to be cutesy about an indirect kiss, but that didn't mean she wouldn't be beating him over the head with the idea that all of her gestures weren't meant to be simple friendly instances. No, she'd tossed her hat into this ring and she didn't intend to leave without dragging the ring along with her. "Who carries around two spoons for a date, so not my style~" she said in a light manner. Even so, she'd put that spoon back into the bowl and piece together another perfect bite for him to have. She wasn't shying away at all and maintained eye contact. "Open up, seems like you're quite fond of it already~" she claimed as she held out the bite for him. There was no way she wasn't aware of all the places his eyes had graced her skin and mouth. And knowing that he was looking she'd take full advantage and make sure he had a reason to keep doing so.

While a pair ate dinner happily in a hospital room, a different pair was having sex in a hotel room. No matter what happened, Mitsuki wouldn't be regretting the physical aspect o this sexual encounter. The things around it, left a bit to be desired, but she always knew sex was give and take. This was an exchange not a service in either direction, so... she rather easily found herself going along a bit more than usual. At the very least, the lad hadn't lied about his ability to satisfy sexually, even if his attitude didn't always align to something she could deal with. In the present moments that constant knocking was happening near her cervix and after having said something would seem the lad was nearing his own end. She could feel that throbbing, more intensely than normal. Well, his question about finishing inside her was a bit absurd. He was wearing a condom, such things were for exactly this purpose. But given Shota's behavior, she knew he liked goading her into such things. Maybe it helped him get off, and as she was already doing so, allowing a bit of extra didn't seem so odd. "Yes, I want it inside..." well that wasn't an ask but it was technically it. At the same time, since she needed a few more thrusts to finish herself she didn't see it as a big deal. She felt the clutch of her own loins and knew she could finish either right before or right after he did.

Meanwhile, according to Ajax, there was sure he would only put something on Mitsuki that she liked, but she would have to find out she liked it first. That was an interesting thought, but given what this man was like already, she could almost say there wasn't much he could do to her that she wouldn't like. "Well, experience is important," she said in understanding. She wasn't a child refusing vegetables or anything. Moreover, Ajax did have something to say about her odd slips in words and her own understanding. He claimed that if it felt right she should do it. And that was a good way for her to live her life. That felt, oddly empowering for her, she grinned at the notion a deep blush on her face, "Yes, Daddy~" she agreed and felt like she'd be incorporating that bit into her life without hesitation. She was more the type to follow her dreams and instincts anyways. This wasn't much different. And now, after expressing her desires, she found herself being led along by the chin to follow Ajax to the shower. He let water pour over his own head and brought their lips together numerous times while questioning the actual desires Mitsuki held. Did she want to skip right to the main event? Well while their lips kept pressing together she didn't think she truly wanted to skip anything. And the more it happened the more she was sure she wanted to experience as much as possible. "Eto... I don't want to skip anything. I'm... just... feeling a little... anxious, you know?" she murmured. Still, she'd remain outside of the shower, unless he wanted her inside of it with him... "I could join you, in there... I'm getting all wet anyways~" she mentioned noting the water from his head leaning towards her own, though it was more likely her loins were soaked instead even after just a bit of a chat, a look and several presses of their lips together.

[Bloodedge]

Something had to be wrong with Ichinose Chizuru. Something had to be wrong with Akira as well, but she definitely didn't need to moan that way from a bite of food. Did she secretly know about the hard-on he was hiding beneath the sheet with an arm? Were these little actions some cruel torment to keep him erect while he was incapable of dealing with the problem? Something had to be amiss. "Ah..." he uttered once more, again simply because the noise slipped through his throat. As for Chizuru's lack of a second spoon, she claimed carrying two for a date was not her style. "... Eh? For a what?" Akira questioned. When did this become a date? Well, it technically fit all the criteria. They were both away from home, alone together, eating and intending to watch some form of media. One of the two had even gotten dressed-up to come here. Still, that was more forward than he expected. "Did I mention you were confusingly forward?" he wondered. Even so, nothing would stop Akira from taking that second bite... though he did hesitate stare at the spoon for a few moments first. It seemed the 'indirect kiss' scenario wasn't such a simple immunity after all.

Shota's thrusts became long, deep and purposeful as he built toward his own climax. All of the tried and true methods were being used for the sake of getting Mitsuki under his clutches fully. He even knew the removal of that condom was widely considered a dirty move, but that wouldn't stop him from using it. No, they never had room to complain while filled with his incredible girth and plentiful seed. With Mitsuki claiming she wanted it inside, Shota was happy to acquiesce. "Good girl. Here comes your new favorite thing, Chigucchi!" he announced. With that, Shota thrusted with increased force and speed until a slight breach of Mitsuki's womb occurred. Only then was Shota's seed sprayed into the pink-haired girl's core ─ even as he continued those pumping motions at the very end of her canal and beyond.

Meanwhile, Ajax's advice was taken with an affirmative he'd become very accustomed to. He'd hear that from her a thousand more times in her future, his past. Such could be said about Mitsuki and many others... but not this version of Mitsuki ─ not so literally. Ah, but he supposed there would be at least a night of experiences with this one, all starting with a series of kisses en route to the active shower. Mitsuki didn't continue inward, but on the other hand... Ajax didn't stop tugging at her chin either. She was anxious, apparently. That was fine in Ajax's eyes. They could both enter the shower for starters. From there, anxieties and general concerns could begin wafting away. "No worries. I know how to deal with that," he said while reaching out to grasp a bottle of neutral liquid soap. After flipping that bottle upside-down, he'd proceed to squirt soap onto his torso... and Mitsuki's as well. This wasn't going to be a normal shower by any means; he'd apparently be washing his body by rubbing it against hers, all while attacking her lips with increasing fervor. Of course, that would also include using her thighs as a dual-sided loofa for his shaft once a few suds were accumulated between them.