Charles Patricius

[Apollymi]

There was nothing wrong with Ichinose Chizuru, well... unless one counted her being 'down horrendous' for Kurusu Akira as some sort of ailment. Did she need to moan while eating? Probably not. Was it her full intention to make sure all the pent up sexual attention that Kurusu Akira had was pointed at her? Also yes. Well, that wasn't a secret, she'd decided to date him a relatively long time ago, and now it was an option so she was making her push as earnestly as possible. "Ehehe~ You really sound so surprised by that," she said about the fact that she was referring to this moment of theirs as a date. "Me and you, sharing a meal, jokes and anecdotes is definitely a date, Kurusu-kun. I even made dinner~" she said. She knew this qualified as a date and she figured he did too, but still the shock on his face, the slightly confused tone, seemed so genuine. It was like he honestly didn't understand her interest in him. And that... just made it even better. His confusion and even that little hiccup about that second bite were enough to bring a grin to her face. His pause over that second bite, made it obvious that the whole 'indirect kiss' thing was probably still on his mind a bit more than he would have liked to admit. "Did the whole indirect kiss thing get to you because I mentioned the date?" she wondered as he finally took the bite. Her nature as someone confusingly straight forward was brought up and she managed to only have her brows gently furrow. "I've been told I am brutally straightforward, overwhelmingly straightforward and even annoyingly straightforward~" she said in a light-hearted way. "Never been told it's confusing before though... that fight with Truck-chan might have come with some special unlocks, Kurusu-kun~" joked though there was something more. "I did say I was throwing myself out there. I have a habit of doing that to an extreme I guess. But I think we get along and I think we're quite alike, so why shouldn't I make sure you understand how absolutely serious I am about that?~" she asked all the while preparing those bites one for him, one for her...

As one couple got to know each other a bit better, a different set of individuals was reaching the pinnacle of knowing each other. Mitsuki was able to feel the continued fervor and that gentle throbbing within her core would become something continuous. The slow build to an orgasm always yielded true relief. Mitsuki claimed she wanted it inside but figured this was part of the play that helped him. She didn't know the condom had been removed. So, once again she was called a good girl but could mostly ignore it as a final knock towards her womb sent her body teetering over the edge. Right up against her womb, no right inside it. Barely peeking into the entrance, and then... an expulsion of fluids, as she orgasmed but it wasn't simply her own. Her core convulsed and then relaxed. Her spine was tingling her mind was numbing and she felt oddly full. This wasn't the sensation of a condom ballooning at the the tip. No... this was actual thick seed spilling into her body right against her womb. The fresh flush she was feeling along with a moan was soon over taken by a clarity of understanding. "NOOOOOOOO!" she exclaimed, as she began crawling forward putting space between her and Shota the instant clarity hit her.

Meanwhile, a different Mitsuki was taking a different pace. She found herself desirous and skittish a strange combination for sure, but it seemed Ajax was used to that. He'd kept a good hold of her chin while they kissed and she'd ended up following him into the shower. Imagine her surprise when he pulled out neutral scented soap and began pouring it on himself. He rubbed against her, allowing her to feel his hard, perfectly chiseled torso against her own softness. She found herself moving against him as they kissed more enjoying the sensation of them touching like this. "Ah, yeah... thanks for that..." she murmured against his lips. She found herself panting as she rubbed against him and enjoyed the sensation of his thickness between her thighs enough to rub against it even as the suds traveled down her own shorter torso towards his cock. Her arms would eventually even be wrapping around him as she began the process of 'clinging' as some would call it all to feel even more places where their skin touched. "Probably sounds weird, but, you feel really good even just rubbing against me like this..." she said softly. "I really like it when you touch me like this, Daddy~" she admitted still blushing. For Mitsuki currently this was like their own little world, how could she do anything but dive as deeply as possible into the man who was offering himself to her?

[Bloodedge]

True enough, Akira was quite surprised by Chizuru's statement. Though all the necessary qualifications of a date had been met, it was unusual for anyone to call something a date so randomly. Weren't prior arrangements a thing in society these days? Apparently, she'd been called various types of straightforward before, but never confusingly so. "Brutally, overwhelmingly... yeah I can see it. I don't think it's annoying though. Maybe a little weird," he mused, seeming to give it a great deal of consideration. Maybe that encounter with a truck really did give him some special unlock. Life had been very strange this past couple of days, after all. "Maybe it did. I could do with disabling some of them though. Uh... not you. I mean... well... I don't get why you're bothering, but it's still kind of nice," he said. It was becoming blatantly obvious how serious Chizuru was in her advances, though that changed virtually nothing. Her apparent interest in him could easily crumble in a matter of seconds, for one reason or another. "We're probably not as similar as you think. For starters, you're a lot more outgoing and outspoken than I am. We might not actually work out long-term."

Speaking of things that didn't work out long-term, Shota's plan was getting the opposite reaction to what he desired. Well, the physical response of Mitsuki was aligned to his wishes. He felt that quaking of her walls as his baby batter spilled into her womb, and he knew her body fully accepted every action he took. From her mouth, however, Mitsuki screamed an elongated 'no' upon realizing what happened. She aimed to crawl away from him, but Shota decided to bear weight upon the small of her back and keep pumping away. "Whoops! Must've fallen off before I went back in! No use crying over spilt milk though, eh Chigucchi?♥" he asked while pushing right back against her cervix.

Meanwhile, Ajax had a version of Mitsuki moving anywhere but away. They were both within the shower with soap spreading between their bodies. Suds formed as flesh rubbed, all for the sake of cleaning Ajax's body and... Mitsuki's as well, though the magical methodology behind erasing Shota's influence was a different matter entirely. According to Mitsuki, she liked the way he felt with their slippery bodies rubbing against each other. He didn't respond right away. No, Ajax kept rubbing against the girl and stroking his shaft between her thighs, all while taking her lips again and again. Eventually, her bottom lip was dragged between his ─ just before his tongue lashed out against it and lingered. There were no words from Ajax still ─ only a smug little grin of acknowledgement. All the while, that universe's Shota was reaching the front door and finding no signs of the girl he sought. Where had she gone? He even opened the door just slightly to peek out into the hallway. Surely she didn't run off in that short amount of time. . .

[Apollymi]

Chizuru and Akira got their date properly underway with happy conversation. The bit of the conversation which was about herself, Chizuru would hear out while she ate her own bites of food. And while she'd answered she'd make offerings to Akira, such would be the pattern she undertook. He could apparently understand the thought of her being both overwhelming and brutal in her straightforwardness, but he apparently didn't find her annoying at all. Just a little weird, "Oh? That's good, weird is better than normal. And as long as you don't find me annoying to deal with I can keep pushing forward~" Chizuru mentioned as she held a full spoon out for him again. Her teasing joke about potential unlocks due to his near-death experience was accepted, though apparently his new knowledge wasn't all it was cracked up to be. "I told you why, because I like you and I think we have a lot in common. If you're really curious about the specific moment though, I'll tell you. But it'll have to be out little secret~" she said offering him a playful wink. There was a specific moment in their interactions, or rather right before they started which made Chizuru sure she wanted to get to know this young man specifically and she'd likely have to out herself as a bit more than a weirdly straight-forward nerd pervert to explain it to him. She'd take another bite and then assemble one for him while hearing out his newest set of words. He saw them as markedly different because of their introverted and extroverted natures. "Hm, is that a problem? You haven't seen the memes... "He didn't order pickles on his sandwich?~ That one is me, you seem like you'd enjoy a pushier person out in front~" she said a cheeky smirk coming to her face as she moved the spoon back to herself and raised it to her lips while making exceedingly direct eye contact. Her tongue would flick out first and then she'd swallow what she lapped up as far as the sauce was concerned.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was experiencing clarity post orgasm which brought her mind and body back into sync. Though she'd accepted the sex and her own desire to try something new, this lad with her continued to push boundary after boundary. This one in particular wasn't one she'd easily recover from, and it required more immediate attention. There was a danger present which her mind, body and soul wouldn't ignore, one which brought sobriety to her former horniness extremely quickly. Ah, but of course, Kakihara Shota wouldn't just accept that she was trying to separate both of them post orgasm. He bore down on her with his weight and continued to push towards her womb with his cock and her body still full of his expelled fluids. His words about crying over spilled milk hit her ears as a complete disregard for her life, personal safety and happiness and a complete lack of disregard for the clear and present danger to herself, coupled with a decision he didn't even allow her to make and was currently trying to use sex to distract her from. "Ug-ah! No! This isn't milk! What's wrong with you?! Get off of me this is an emergency!" she exclaimed, her head flew back as she tried to free herself this time, most likely to knock him in his chin or chest depending on his placement as she used the time to get the leverage necessary to force their proper separation. He'd pushed a step too far and just the act of sex now wasn't worth the dangers it presented.

Meanwhile, a Mitsuki in a different universe was having a much less forceful time. She was being rubbed against and uttering sweet little sentences all of her own accord. All the whole the thought of the other man in her hotel room had completely slipped her mind. No, she was fully engrossed right now, slipping her body against Ajax's and sliding her arms around him while his cock slid between her legs repeated against both her thighs. She was also still kissing him and it would deepen in turn. She could swear his mouth tasted delicious but she couldn't quite place the flavors, regardless she wanted more and wouldn't be stopping the depth of this kiss at all. Him dragging her bottom lip and extending a tongue which she found herself excitedly trying to wrestle with in the shower. His acknowledgement and that sexy grin of his were more than enough to get her going and keep her there. What was more, she definitely felt like this was something she should be pursuing without any questions asked. All that rubbing and the water cascading from the showerhead she didn't even care if she got fully wet this time or not. In fact it was her ultimate plan to do so... if only because Ajax claimed some interest in seeing it. All the while her hands were moving up the broad expanse of his back and finding it to be just as muscled as his fore, surely he should have been a model already.

[Bloodedge]

Chizuru would accept weird over normal. In that regard, they could totally relate. Kurusu Akira, the true form of him unseen by the masses, was anything but the milquetoast individual others knew. Perhaps they had different perspectives though? He mulled over that matter while taking the occasional bite, falling into rotation rather seamlessly. There seemed to be a particular reason, or rather a moment, behind Chizuru's interest. What could that have been? They'd known each other for quite some months now, but he couldn't think of any interesting qualities she could have seen in him. "I'm curious," he said after some deep recollection. Regarding the noted difference between them, Chizuru presented it as a positive in her own favor. The pushiness never ended with this one; she was definitely resolute if nothing else. "Well... yeah, that's true and I've seen that meme... but..." Akira seemed to be undergoing some real, deep thought for a few moments. In the midst of his clause, he fell silent for a few moments. What did he have to say afterwards? "... I like pickles." That was all he had. In that moment, Akira decided to merely go for the most deadpan joke he could possibly muster.

In the meantime, Kakihara Shota was being resisted with more physicality than expected. Mitsuki moved her upper body back until her head struck his chest. Doing so was enough to leave Shota incapable of further pumping, but he dropped his phone to wrap an arm around her torso at that moment. Despite her arguing and resistance, he didn't intend to let Mitsuki go just yet. "Oi oi, you're making too big a deal out of it. I'll go pick up the pill in the morning. Might as well kick back and enjoy for now!" he insisted, showing a marked effort to return his earlier motions.

Across the border between this reality and the next, one set of motions went on uninterrupted. The longer Ajax and Mitsuki rubbed against each other, the steamier things got. While Shota busied himself outside checking for Mitsuki's location, she was in that shower being rubbed, groped and tongued until the suds between her and Ajax was rinsed away by running water. Eventually, Mitsuki would find something more than Ajax's cock between her legs. One of his hands had slipped down the back of her thigh until its fingers shifted inward ─ all to wrap around that thigh and lift it. She had no need to worry about balance or slipping, as it seemed Ajax was more than capable of keeping her steady with that one hand. In fact, he was going to keep lifting while steadying her opposite side with the other hand. Mitsuki would be lifted higher and higher while those aggressive lips of Ajax's pecked their way down her neck, then torso.

[Apollymi]

Chizuru would always accept being weird, it was a hallmark of her personality. As the pair fell into a pattern of eating and swapping occasional words for food, their conversation would flow naturally. The rhythm established by their food consumption wouldn't be disrupted even by the casual conversation. It seemed that Kurusu Akira maintained a curiosity about Chizuru's interest in him and she would answer it with a wide grin spreading across her face, "You know... the first time I saw you... wasn't when I introduced myself to you. I happened to pass you in a very deep conversation with someone during orientation. I knew I had to talk to you then, so I watched you for the rest of orientation and then... I introduced myself the first day of classes~" she mentioned almost eerily. "Do you know what I'm studying in school?" she asked it would almost seem unrelated but it wasn't. But it was in a round about way. Having decided to lay it all on the table, she decided something else as well. Ah, but that statement would have to wait for a bit, while they discussed her more forthright personality and he had a response while she ate. He'd seen the meme she mentioned that paired strong women with softer men and claimed... that he liked pickles. She looked at that deadpan expression and had a follow up for him. "No, you don't. I tell you what you like!" she came back with an unusual amount of seriousness and direct eye contact, before she fell into laughter. "Bwahahahaaha~ How did you hold that?" she asked lightly needing to take a sip of that drink with the straw sticking out of it, and offering it to him afterwards.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki just couldn't quite pull away. Her first offered resistance hadn't worked, but by the second at least the phone was dropped. Of course when he was called out on the actual problem he'd created for her, Kakihara Shota had the pure audacity to claim she was overreacting to this massive problem. "You should get it, you did this!" Mitsuki snapped, ah but he was still lodged inside her. Even though there were a whole list of things she was upset about, the most of it was currently that his semen was inside of her, obviously already near enough to her womb to make the trip to impregnation without even the hinderance of natural antibodies getting in the way. There was no real way to kick back and enjoy when something so jarring had happened, it definitely didn't need to for either of them to enjoy. She needed to get clean and get away from this guy who obviously had no respect for anyone else's boundaries. Basic education said that allowing such things to fester was a bad idea. And allowing it to happen multiple times was also that, "I need to get clean and you need a condom... if it was an accident then you shouldn't be so easy-going about it," she stated firmly though her reaction wasn't quite as violent as it had been. She still didn't want this man's spunk inside her, nor did she like the idea of being saddled with a kid by him. The more she thought about it... the more upset she'd get, but it was decently hard to argue with someone's cock already inside of you.

While one version of Mitsuki was being forced into calmness another was only becoming more excited. Bodies were pressed and rubbed together until the created suds were rinsed clean. Still the steamy nature of this shower didn't seem to be lowering at all. No, Mitsuki was wrestling tongues and lips and still rubbing her body against Ajax's with her arms around him. He rhair had long since become damp but it mattered very little in the grand scheme of things. Instead, she found herself with a hand between her legs as she was lifted. With those lifts she found herself approaching something to even ground though a little giggle did escape her as the lift began. "Ehehe~" was the first sound to escape her, but it'd become a moan as Ajax began kissing down her neck and torso. "Ah~ What are you doing to me?~" she asked moaning her happines. All the while, one would have assumed Ajax to be the only invited guest within the room which belonged to her. As they continued in the shower, the thought of Kakihara Shota still wasn't present for her, she'd completely forgotten about him as she delved deeper and deeper into Ajax's attentions.

[Bloodedge]

Akira made every attempt to distract himself with conversation, but one thing he managed to avoid kept replaying in his head. One particular 'bite' of Chizuru's wasn't much of a bite at all... but instead some sort of sensual licking against the spoon. How did he managed to move beyond that and still have it return? Well, proper distraction was on its way regardless. Chizuru spoke of the first time she'd seen him ─ a moment in which he was locked in deep conversation with someone else. Akira couldn't be sure what moment she was discussing, nor why it was important. "Was that important?" he wondered. As for what Chizuru studied at university, Akira could only shake his head. Their interactions were never so open as to allow such discussion. If anything, Chizuru was always just that person he knew just well enough to be friends with, but never went out of his way to initiate interactions with. Of course, there were many other reasons for that part ─ one of which had just recently left the hospital room. Moving on though, the connection he did have with Chizuru showed itself through a continued joke. They did always manage those quite easily. "Maybe that's one of the unlocks from Truck-chan? Stoicism buffs or something," he answered.

Things may not have been going as perfectly as Shota expected, but all things were salvageable. Even if Mitsuki overreacted to the ends of the earth... he still had enough of a video to get by. Still, she wrestled her way to freedom despite his efforts. How annoying. She wouldn't have to get clean if she just accepted what happened. "Chigucchi, there's no reason not to be easygoing about it. They make pills for a reason. As long as you take that, we could just keep going the rest of the night with the better experience. It felt good, didn't it? You might as well keep at it while you can and deal with the problem in the morning♥~"

Ajax's mind was still taking in all the things happening around Mitsuki in another dimension. He could see Shota's reactions, and he found them... almost laughable, if a bit pitiable to boot. Perhaps the funniest part about it was the most recent 'accident' and Mitsuki's reaction to it. To pull off something like that... well, it was child's play with the right demeanor and constitution. He'd likely be taking a similar route with vastly superior execution, though first he'd be making his way down Mitsuki's body. Well, that wasn't the whole truth of it. One could more accurately say he was forcing Mitsuki's body to make its way up his mouth, whether lips or tongue was to be her assailant from one moment to another. What was he doing? It was a viable question, but surely she knew the truth already. "I'm at a high-end hotel, aren't I?" he asked with a hint of sarcasm as he planted Mitsuki's legs atop his shoulders. There, with his face in reach of her undercarriage, Ajax scoffed. "I'm having the continental breakfast♥~" he concluded. Without further hesitation, Ajax's tongue busied itself once more, this time in Mitsuki's folds. His chin pressed inward to create something of a well between it, Mitsuki's thighs and her flesh pocket. That well began collecting water from the shower, but Ajax's tongue seemed somehow capable of causing and maintaining waves to wash against Mitsuki's folds via its own oscillations.

[Apollymi]

That slow-paced and meaningful conversation happening between Chizuru and Akira would continue on. She mentioned the first time she saw him and how much of an impression it made and even admitted to doing a bit of casual stalking in the immediate aftermath. It would seem however, that Akira didn't fully understand what made that moment so important. Ah, but she also wondered if he'd seen that little maneuver with her tongue. She had quite a few more of those to go with it, with any luck he'd be finding about about those himself. "It was only the most important moment of my college career. I saw you in that moment," she mentioned with a cheeky smirk. "That blonde girl and you were talking but I don't know what about, but your whole demeanor was different. It was so crazy to see~" she mentioned as if remembering the single most important thing in the world. "Still that wasn't the most impressive part. Because the next day in one of the orientation classes I watched you introduce yourself and your whole demeanor, and aura were different. So soft spoken, so mild-mannered... so background character in an anime. It was like watching a protag equipped with mob hair disappear into the background! I had to know then if you were doing the same thing I was~" she said seemingly more excited than she had been about anything. She held out the spoon for him with one of the last bites of food on it. "Also I am studying Communications, which I usually don't tell people because my actual interest only has a cursory relationship to it..." Beyond this point she'd be taking her last bite after they joked together. She'd asked how he'd held on to his flat affect and he'd claimed, it was a stocism buff from dealing with Truck-chan! She couldn't help the next chuckle that left her lips. "Hehehe~ That's one hell of a buff. Might have to find out if all the major death flags are handing out buffs for survival~" she joked along with him. Their ability to just talk to each other, was something she always enjoyed. Even while Nanami Mami had he claws in him she found him to be so much more than a girl like that would ever fully understand. She couldn't understand his interest in that little blonde, and if she'd not already seen what was hiding beneath that mild-mannered visage, she might have thought he'd actually been trapped in her special brand of stupid.

At the same time, Mitsuki had claimed freedom and with it she'd climbed out of bed and begun pacing just a bit. Gravity was doing a bit of work helping that thick wad of semen spill out of her loins and down her thighs, but the sensation of it was something she disliked innately. Kakihara Shota claimed there was no reason not to be easy going about it, given that there was a pill meant specifically to deal with it. "That's supposed to be an emergency measure not the general form of birth control. The condom was that... for a reason, sperm-killer and a physical barrier. It's supposed to be two fold protection on its own," she felt like she shouldn't have been explaining this to someone who was already having sex as freely as this young man seemed to. "Sex feels good, it's suppose to. I'll admit that was the best it's been so far but making it messy and complicated makes it hard to enjoy it. Any more sex between us will have to include condoms that stay on," she stated firmly. "And who told you it was okay to make cute girls say such weird stuff and why did you start taking a video without even asking? That's not cool. Yes sex with you feels great but it doesn't feel great when it feels like you're just trying to use me. When you're the one who approached me in the first place!" she chided while running her hands through her hair. This was supposed to be relaxing and instead she was now stuck with a pregnancy scare due to negligence, with a guy she would be fine having sex with if he managed anything resembling a reasonable understanding of his own actions. There were so many other things, but he couldn't actually expect any reasonable adult to just shake off casual completely unprotected sex with a relative stranger while relying solely on 'the morning after pill' to fix it. She looked at him then and wondered if he truly thought he was so great that he was above having to be reasonable.

Meanwhile, a different Mitsuki without the underlying distrust... had thrown caution to the wind. She'd had a shower with Ajax and was steadily being lifted upwards for a reason she didn't understand initially. His demeanor and joking personality Mitsuki found herself lifted and with the man kissing down her neck and torso headed for her nether regions. She wanted to squirm but she was also excited. What was he planning to do, he answered that he was in a high end hotel... while he put her legs up on his shoulders. She reflexively found her hands in his hair. "You mean me!? Cho....." she stopped in the moment as his tongue began to move through her folds in a way she'd never felt before. "Aaaah♥~" she moaned as his tongue began oscillating spreading sensations which made the muscles in her thighs tighten up immediately. "Why does your tongue feel better than my showerhead?~" she questioned as if speaking to the gods themselves. Whoever made this man should be getting something back for it. She was certain.

[Bloodedge]

That initial moment Chizuru spoke of was a complete unknown to Akira. It was one in which she claimed to see him. Well, obviously that was the case. She claimed there was a conversation between him and a blonde girl. She wouldn't have mentioned Mami that way, and considering how early it had to be... Ah, it had to be a very specific blonde. A blonde girl, a different demeanor from Akira himself, all in a moment before orientation occurred. What she'd seen was a different Akira entirely ─ one that he thought remained hidden from all but a few people. Even more disturbing than the fact that she knew, was the fact that Chizuru claimed a similarity within herself. Had he missed something? Was there some key moment that revealed a secret demeanor of her own, or was this all some trap to reveal his secret fully? No, it couldn't have been a trap! Even though Chizuru was offering him another bite, Akira simply sat there staring into her face quizzically. "..." He couldn't think of anything to say. Silence was always a viable option, he thought. Eventually, he took that bite, as if to justify an extended silence. Only after chewing and swallowing did he manage to say anything. "What do you mean doing the same thing you were?"

In the meantime, Shota was resisting every urge to scoff. He and Mitsuki didn't have anything resembling a shared opinion on what happened. She was content to complain about the situation while pacing about, all while Shota continued viewing things more casually. "Well it's an emergency now, huh? So take the pill. You're gonna make it even harder to enjoy anything if you get bent out of shape about what already happened. Might as well just use the excuse," he said, one hand flippantly waving in the air. Oh well. If she was going to remain adamant about condoms and their usage, he'd just have to go with a different plan. As for the recordings she apparently took some issues with, Shota definitely wasn't backtracking on that. "Picture, video ─ what's the difference? It's hard to resist when you look the way you do, Chigucchi. You're just that incredible; I can't resist wanting everything possible~" he chattered while reaching for that phone again.

The other Mitsuki wasn't afforded much time to express any sensibilities. Before she urged him to wait, Ajax was busy between her legs. How amusing it was that she thought to make him hesitate, when her hands were in Ajax's hair before he even began. When he did get started, Mitsuki had a different sort of question that also revealed her use of shower heads as masturbatory utensils. He smirked against her loins, resisting any ensuing laughter. All the while, his tongue was rolling along the entirety of her crevice, causing the wafting of that pooled water to produce small waves crashing against her pearl. While that happened, Shota was just stepping inside again. He didn't know where Mitsuki went; perhaps she'd run back to the bathroom? Well, surely he'd find out on his way to the bedroom again.

[Apollymi]

Chizuru had explained exactly what she saw which caused her interest. And she found that there was silence in wake of the revelation. That could have been for a great many reasons. Akira didn't remember the conversation? Did he not care for anyone to know about the real him? Did he think she had ulterior motives for pointing it out? Or perhaps did he finally understand at least part of her desire to pursue him so fervently? Well, she held out that spoon for him for quite a while and nothing came out of his mouth. "Oh? The silent protagonist ponders~" she joked just a bit. That trope wasn't as common in anime... well not the mainstream kind anyway, but still she was quite used to it. Oh well, he wouldn't leave her in complete silence for long, no... he had something to share. In this particular scenario he wanted to know what she meant by they were doing the same thing. "Well... I'm studying Communications, but my main motivation in life is to be an actress... but when goals like that are met in some ways, you begin to realize that your real roles aren't the ones you're given or the ones you audition for, but instead the ones you create for yourself all throughout your life," she explained as the bowl was now finished she dropped that spoon into it, and pushed that rolling that table to the side and leaving herself the space to further encroach upon his personal space. "Basically, I figured we were both doing something like that... some would call it method acting but I'd call it gaining a whole new perspective... falling into a new face so deep you don't have to think to respond~ Whatever reason you have for doing it... that's what it looks like to me, and that's so exciting~" she explained. In the time of her speech she'd crawled up between his legs and settled with her arms on either side of his torso. She was close enough to touch but also very much dangling herself right in front of him... and for a brief moment during that explanation her eyes lit up and what she had to show wasn't the pushy, shut-in anime nerd... but someone else all together.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was trying to talk sense to someone who had an answer for everything. Was the kind of sex he gave worth this kind of annoyance. The answer was... maybe. In truth, having sex with him was fun and good, she only took issues with some of his personality and the choices he made that compromised her. But this was simply a matter of sense. Maybe as a man he didn't understand all the long term negatives that come with letting just anyone spill their seed inside. Girl bodies were complexities that men didn't often learn in detail. "I'm going to take it as soon as you get it. But that doesn't mean I want to deal with the long term issues that are caused by someone introducing foreign fluids to very sensitive parts. The condoms stay..." she said firmly. There was no reason for her to deal with the sensation of fluids inside her own form and the potentials for pregnancy given the side of his tool when a perfectly viable solution had been determined at the start. As for her attitude she see that being an issue, but she'd chalk it up to unease and panic. "There is a huge difference. Stills and videos have different purposes and since you have to trust someone with that kind of thing it's decent to at least ask their permission. Even if you want to take it because a cute girl's the subject..." she really shouldn't have to explain this part. Mitsuki seemed almost huffy but obviously she was breaking down. All of his pushiness about what she said made more sense in the context of him trying to make a video. Even if she'd already assumed he was one of those guys who technically had a hard time connecting to normal people. "So, I'm going to have a shower, and if any more sex happens there will be condoms and in the morning you're going out to get the pill because that's the responsible thing to do, right?" she asserted. No one could claim Mitsuki was bad at communicating even if she was fairly innocent her points and purpose were clear.

At the same time, Mitsuki in an alternate reality was busy having her sensibilities and desire to uphold them erased by tongue and water. She really did wonder how he managed to be better than her showerhead, but she wouldn't be upset by it. No, as his tongue moved about those hands in his hair were moving about. He was thoroughly good at this and that orange mop would only get messier as time went on. A tongue so skilled wouldn't have to wait long, the revelation that she'd used this kind of method for masturbation wasn't something that had extra attention brought to it, luckily for her. Instead her face flushed and her eyes were fluttering to a close. "Chotto... if you do it... like that... I..." she couldn't even resist the sensation long enough to properly explain. Instead her legs tightened around his head as her hips shifted and she orgasmed from what could be called only a little bit of attention. "Aaaaah, Yes, Daddy♥~" she moaned pleasantly, slightly over the sound of the rushing water but not caring either way.

[Bloodedge]

In this state, Akira often filled the 'silent protagonist' role as some would call it. This time however, the cause was his lack of ability to respond. According to Chizuru, she studied communication to pursue her acting career. She'd seen a glimpse of his true self and latched onto it, all while managing to be someone similar without him realizing. How she slipped such a thing by him was a mystery, but... as she drew closer, endangering Akira's sanity after he'd recently, finally, lost the erection he had during her arrival, there was excitement shared... and the most unfamiliar look in Chizuru's eye. Whether her words were truth or misleading, one thing was for certain: Ichinose Chizuru had two separate sides. She even managed to explain the phenomenon perfectly. It was something well beyond method acting ─ more like being two completely different people. When faced with the evidence of Chizuru's honesty as well as a straight view down her very open top, Akira had two choices. Either he could fail to fight the resurgence of erection, or he could concede and accept that someone else knew his true self. He chose... both, albeit unintentionally on the part of that regained firmness. "Sou ka. Something really is wrong with you," he said with a voice that didn't match the timid side-character Kurusu Akira at all. Even his eyes seemed to change, as if there was a red hue crawling through those otherwise dull irises. "That's interesting. Is that all you know about me?" he asked.

At this point, Shota wanted one thing: for Mitsuki to quit whining and go back to being a good target for his revenge plot. She was quite fun to break in, so he thought it would be worthwhile to keep her around even through the plan's conclusion. Mitsuki however, would choose to bitch and moan her way to some sort of middle ground. She wanted to insist on condoms? Fine. He had another, less impactful plan that could work. Since the video of condomless sex had already been taken, he could just shift things around a bit in the editing process. "Hai hai, condoms and pills," he said dismissively. Given the aspects of Mitsuki's personality shown thus far, Shota figured presenting himself as the 'fixable bad boy' could carry some weight. "And you let me make it up to you, right? Straight and narrow, as you like. Promise♥~" he added with a wink.

Across realities, the other Mitsuki was taking no such steps. Instead, she was climbing a proverbial mountain all the way to its peak. Such a fitting thing it was with her current position closer to the ceiling than the floor. She thought to urge a bit of care, but it was all for naught. Orgasm washed over the lass... or rather, over Ajax's tongue as Mitsuki's flavor seasoned that little pool of water. All part of the plan, Ajax thought. A few additional laps after she spoke a phrase that was all too familiar to him, Ajax slurped that mixture of water and orgasmic juices into his mouth. It wasn't quite where it needed to be yet, but the hint of her eventual flavor was clear. "Ooh. Bubblegum♥~" he said as if excited by the prospect. "Ah, gomen. What was it you were saying? The breakfast at these expensive hotels is great; I get lost in it pretty easily," he added. Ah, but Ajax wasn't the only one those words were heard by. Shota had already moved past the bathroom, hearing the shower running as he did so. He didn't much see the point of Mitsuki taking a second one already, but he was sure the words 'yes daddy' were moaned from within. Ah, that led him to a few assumptions. "Eh? Getting it wet in there, eh? Good girl~" he said, grinning. Shota believed in the moment that Mitsuki may have been... practicing for the proper experience with him, maybe for the sake of making things a bit sexier. Perhaps she really would be worth keeping around!

[Apollymi]

Chizuru was feeling an excitement she hadn't felt in quite a while, it'd been some time since she'd taken on the role of pushy, closet pervert, otaku... And now she was showing someone that it wasn't the only face she had to wear. In fact, it wasn't even her best work, she'd consider it a work in progress but it seemed to have worked out well enough so far. So, what would Akira have to say when confronted with the truth. She watched as that timid background character slipped away. She felt it in her body almost like it was electric as this more serious lad she'd once glimpsed came fully to the surface. He claimed there really was something wrong with her, "You think so? Really?~" she asked as if it was her sole desire to have him understand exactly what was wrong with her. Whatever the case, as she saw him, the realer him come to the surface she also felt the shift in his stiffening cock. How interesting. "Good, you're finally awake~" she joked seemingly pleased to finally meet this version of Kurusu Akira, "I don't know that much about you. Contrary to popular belief... I'm not a stalker. I'm a busy girl you know... school, work, otaku life, being bullied~" she mentioned, before suddenly letting out a surprised giggle. "Hehe, or is this a test. Are you curious about what I noticed even in normal moments while you shoved yourself into the background character box?~" she asked wondering the true nature of his question. "So tell me, what a guy with a presence like yours is up to... or don't. If you don't want to me know I could always find out on my own, but I do like to know what the other good actors are up to~" she offered in a manner distinctly playful in a way she'd not shown herself to be previously. "It could be worth collaborating... on a few different levels~ That offer of a hand still stands by the way..." she said while her own traveled purposefully up the length of his stiffening erection. It was as if nothing was serious to her.

Kakihara Shota may have not had the easiest mark in choosing Mitsuki as his target, but he would continue claiming the benefit of being better equipped than anyone she'd come across so far. She still wasn't sure she completely wanted to cut him off without fully exploring the situation, even if he'd made it difficult. She'd simply decided to advocate for herself a bit better. And lo, it would seem they'd come to an understanding. Though it didn't feel quite as sincere as someone like Mitsuki would have liked, she could understand that being fussed at might have been a bit off putting to the lad at first. Perhaps no one else had told him the things she had, there was nothing wrong with having firm boundaries. "Good, as long as you know... we can put it aside as a misunderstanding..." she said seeming to soften up a bit. She'd begin heading for the shower and paused to hear his words. They were still flirty and he was still pushy but at least this was him pushing to apologize instead of anything else. "Hm, well if you want to make it up to me... it'd only be fair if I let you. No more funny business!" she warned seeming terse. With that Mitsuki would head for the shower, content to actually clean herself up, and maybe she'd go ahead and wash her hair too...

Meanwhile a different Mitsuki was getting wrapped up in the tongue skills of Ajax so much so that the orgasm she'd been trying to warn him of spilled over. Ah, what had he said, something about bubblegum, in that flirty tone her face flushed even harder. "That's kind of embarrassing..." she murmured. But still she hadn't let go. She looked down and watched and listened as he slurped down juices and water claiming that the breakfast in high-end hotels was great. "I lost it... doesn't matter it's over now. You're really good at that, ehehe...." she managed with an almost nervous chuckle at the end. Only of course to be scared by a sudden speech not within this room. She jumped a little further clinging to Ajax's head and face. "Eww, who said that?" she said aloud seeming to have forgotten about her other 'guest' but having that voice with the words 'good girl' leak in, just the same.

[Bloodedge]

Chizuru was weird. It was with firm belief that Akira claimed something was wrong with her, if only because he thought something was wrong with him. If they were so similar, any strangeness had to be applied across the proverbial board. "Hai. I don't think it's normal to be this way. You're part of a crazy few," he stated. For now, Akira was content to be himself for a little while. So long as Chizuru was presenting herself, he saw no real negatives to it. After all, these things had to happen with someone eventually; such was how he acquired his existing friends. If he was ever to make more legitimate comrades, this sort of reveal would always be necessary. What wasn't necessary, however, was something both he and Chizuru had to deal with: the bullying of their false selves. "I could do without that last part. It's still hard to avoid acting on impulse sometimes," he griped. Chizuru's closeness didn't seem so awkward to this version of Akira. He maintained eye contact while she spoke, no trembling, no stumbling over his words, and no avoiding. What had she noticed though? That remained a curiosity. "I'll bite. It'd be nice to know whether I've been slipping, or I just need to be more careful... especially now," he said, knowing life would soon be made more complicated by Ryuji's return. Moving on though, Akira wasn't allowed to think long about whether he'd spill the beans to Chizuru. Why? Well, she was soon reiterating that offered helping hand... literally. That hospital gown was moving against his groin for more reasons than a growing erection alone. A feminine hand was rubbing at the other side, forcing a more rapid growth to stiffness. Upon receiving that touch, Akira didn't even jump as he normally would. "Still forward, huh? Well... I'm not up to much of anything I can tell you. Not anymore. If you're hiding for your future, I'm hiding because of my past," he admitted.

Sweet progress back onto the beaten path was Shota's gift. Once Mitsuki decided to call their earlier hiccup a misunderstanding, he was satisfied. Better still, it seemed Mitsuki accepted the idea of him making things up to her. Of course that was just another way to establish his position. Rising from the bed, Shota threw both hands overhead in a gesture of surrender. "Hai hai; scout's honor! You let me know how I'm paying the price, yeah? I'll come with you," he said, fully intending to accompany Mitsuki into the shower.

The other Mitsuki in that same moment was embarrassed by Ajax's commentary. He looked up her body until his eyes found her face, seeming no less smug than he'd been at the start. "Embarrassing? I didn't think you had it in you. Is that not a 'cute girl' trait?" he teased. In the following moments, Ajax would lap at Mitsuki's loins once more before lowering her to the shower floor. Both parties were still at the mercy of that running water, but squeaky clean with at least one of them ready to be a bit... dirtier, so to speak. Ajax placed Mitsuki on her own two feet, back against the wall during an audible 'interjection' from Shota, and refrained from laughing as Mitsuki reacted to the surprise voice. "That would be... the guy you actually invited here. Boyfriend? You're a bad girl, letting me do all that when you were entertaining someone already~" he teased further, leaning into Mitsuki and holding a hand against the wall behind her. With that arm in the space between her and the door, it seemed almost as if he wasn't giving her any escape opportunities... but he highly doubted she would want that now anyway. "Or is this what they call 'weighing options' around these parts? What was your plan today Girlie?"

[Apollymi]

According to Akira he didn't think it was normal for people to be the way that they were... his claims were sensible but Chizuru could only laugh? "What? Some kids play make believe with dolls and actions figures... what's wrong with throwing your whole life into being whoever you want?~ Obviously, we're the cool kids~" she said with that more mature but somehow still childish and playful tone. Apparently, both of them shared something else, their milder personalities getting bullied according to Akira he could do without it, because it was hard to avoid certain impulses. "Oh I know all about that... I'm keeping score so I can ruin someone's whole semester. I was never that kind of person when I was the 'it' girl~" she said seeming to take amusement in the fact that she could and would be getting revenge as she wished. "Oh and make a huge show of it, I've been setting the stage for ages now~" she claimed having the general feeling that he'd understand her meaning. Ah, but he wanted to know if he was slipping... "I haven't noticed a slip. And from word around campus after you got hit, I am sure everyone believes you're just mild-mannered, gullible and among the high-strung males, unworthy," she said a knowing smirk coming to her face. "I find your ability to hold it in rather interesting. I'm a girl so I have a few more advantages, a change in hair, glasses... baggier clothes and I can make myself look fumpy. I even gave myself freckles to encourage the 'plain girl who doesn't know she's pretty' mystique~" she explained. "But you... make fluffy background character look natural... if I hadn't seen the first instance, even I wouldn't quite be sure about it. And I can spot a bad actor from miles off~" she said with all the underlying charm and confidence her normal self only had in quiet moments and jokes. "Of course I'm still forward. Whether I'm me or Ichinon, I'm still just into you~" she explained. "Dark mysterious past.. that's always an interesting story. I'd call what I am up to more of a social experiment... I am technically already a cosplayer and model. I wanted to try out college without all the fanfare and see if I could pull off being a nerdy, pushy shut-in... instead of... well, the social butterfly~" she mused her hand still moving around on his cock. She found this composure of his so interesting. "Still this you is so interesting, not even a real flinch... I wonder what it'll take to pull something new out of you~" she questioned rhetorically.

At the same time, Mitsuki was busy seeming to try and reform a pushy bad boy. It wasn't her intention to make him change, she simply wouldn't be continuing if they couldn't come to an agreement. And to her own surprise, he seemed to surrender. What would he be claiming first? That she'd have to let him know how he'd be making up for this misunderstanding. "Hm... I haven't thought about it, how about me on top next time?" she mused. "Anyway, I'm having a shower and washing my hair now..." she stated in a matter of fact way. This time she wouldn't be doing anything for the sake of posing or anything like that. Instead she'd simply be standing under a spray of water and having at shampoo and soap and leaving gravity the time to help clear the semen from her core and sent it down the drain with all of the problems of their earlier session.

Meanwhile, the Mitsuki in the other reality was an orgasm deep from epic tongue work and after a few moments was being lowered back to the floor of the tub to stand on her own two wobbly feet. "Maybe, I hadn't thought about it like that..." she said about the cute girls and embarrassment being tied together. Beyond that the random voice that interrupted the end of her orgasm was apparently the guy she'd invited. "Oh, right. I... uh... forgot about that," she said quickly. "And ew, no he's not anything that serious. Though... am I weird for liking the sound of you calling me bad girl?" she asked sheepishly. Of course, her quickly spilled answers would only become more so as she felt cornered but not at all in a bad way. She was caged in but not endangered. As for what she let Ajax do for the last few minutes... "It's not my fault, you... you're a lot and it's distracting you know?" she chided playfully. "What's a cute girl supposed to do?" she questioned. As for what her plan had been, "I guess it could have been called that, you kind of just fell into my room. I mean he also just kind of happened upon me but I was supposed to get a convention hookup out of this, after I finished work but I barely got through that because of him... but now I don't remember why he was a good idea..." she managed to be honest, but not brutal. In the face of Ajax, she'd much rather have him than another option. "I'd rather see what else we can do if I'm honest... it doesn't feel as forced to me," she admitted.

[Bloodedge]

"Well, kids are also weird. Besides... we're adults now. Doesn't that mean it's our civic duty to make the world a terrible place for everyone younger?" Akira countered with another deadpan joke. "I guess making everything confusing counts as making it terrible. Touché," he said after a moment of unserious thought. Luckily for him, there were no issues related to a slip of identity or anything of the sort. In fact, Chizuru's observation was more evidence of effective hiding on his part, though she did slip in a personal note first about her own vengeance-seeking. "Glad I'm not ruining the act. Leave me out of that revenge plot though. I've got a record I'm hiding from," he stated to give additional details about his own situation. Their reasons for the 'masks' they wore were vastly different, but such was the case with any two people who shared a common hobby. In the most strangely relieving way, Chizuru maintained some key features of the personality he knew. Though Akira still wondered how she slipped such pretending right under his nose, he'd chalk it up to proof of her ability and leave it at that. Of course, it was hard to refute anything she said anyway ─ at least while her hand was still rubbing the bulge in his hospital gown. The conversation would swiftly shift to that matter as Chizuru brought attention to his lack of reaction. Had he truly not flinched? Well, it seemed he'd only done so internally. "I haven't really worked out a reaction for this kind of thing yet. I still don't think it's the best thing to pursue, but... leap of faith? Does the name Redline mean anything to you?" he wondered before they took any additional steps forward.

The story of Shota in Mitsuki's hotel room would proceed with him playing things by ear. In that other reality though, his ears just weren't good enough to pick up the voices within the bathroom. Ajax heard everything from each end of both realities, however. The Mitsuki he faced had forgotten about Shota's existence, but remembered him well enough to be disgusted by the 'boyfriend' comment. Nothing that serious was happening, but more important was Mitsuki's approval of being called a 'bad girl' in prior moments. "I don't think it's weird. It's true either way. You brought a guy here, blew him, and then brought a total stranger into the bathroom.Some would call that downright atrocious. But I'll say..." In the midst of his clause, Ajax closed the difference between Mitsuki and himself. His lean intensified until they were eye-level with one another, close enough for one's breath to cascade over the other's face. "How else are you going to be a bad girl today? We're still going by your whims here. What's the next step in your little convention hookup gonna be?"

[Apollymi]

Another joke was coming to Chizuru and she found herself looking into his deadpan face and grinning while she tried to hold back laughter. He was always worth a laugh and even his unserious follow-up had her wanting to hold her guts. Luckily enough she had his cock in her hand and she'd rather keep it there than let it go at the moment. "Ehehehe~ Too much with that face, it really has to be an unlock. You know... we're barely adults and confusion is healthy. If things make too much sense the world loses it's magic~" she explained. Of course she felt that way in general but that wasn't all. No. Apparently, Akira wanted to be left out of the revenge plot that he likely knew her to be planning he was running from a record. "Are you sure? I don't have anything near illegal in mind... just a little dominating in nature~" she said in a teasingly leading manner. "Still I can sell it by myself, no need to get you involved directly if you don't want..." she explained of her own goals. Her main ideas for revenge didn't involve any particular male counterparts. It would be rather easy for her to do what she needed to do, even without him, but it would definitely be more fun with him, considering he was the current 'object' that her target was obsessing over. Moving on from that point, it would seem that he was willing to be more than a little honest with her. And so in turn she'd have to be honest with him. That word he'd spoken was unfamiliar to her, but she wasn't exactly from around the area. She'd only settled in, during the months prior to college starting. "Hm, you could always go with the long chotto... even be really properly respectful about it if you want to pretend you don't just get off on that sort of accident..." she mused for his humble mask. As for his organization. "Never heard that name before, but I am also not from nearby and don't keep up with those kinds of things... got a pamphlet? Or some orientation materials?~" she asked seeming to find it interesting, wondering exactly what this young man and his actual associates got up to on their own.

While one Shota was being 'forgiven' another would be finding himself in a different sort of situation all together. But not just yet. No, right now, Mitsuki was in the shower, enjoying her time being caged in by a man who called her actions into question. Mitsuki was a bad girl, down right atrocious in some eyes. For bringing a guy back to her hotel room and blowing him and then sneaking another guy into the bathroom. She could argue that they didn't sneak, it'd been a really casual walk and it wasn't her fault, that her other guest wasn't paying attention but... she was still having a hard time sparing him extra thoughts. "Well, cute girls should be bad sometimes... " she said with that bubbly little confident smirk. "Today is definitely that day for me..." she concluded. "I... well... now that you mention it. I've been really accommodating up to this point it'd only really be fair if I continued to be that. And if I was bad enough to blow that guy, just because he was pushy and got me off once. i should be worse and return a favor already given..." she said feeling his breath on her face. "This is a lot though and I don't do this sort of thing often so... be gentle with me. I might be a little bad but I'm pretty soft~" she commented on her own nature. Before moving her hands, she'd been visually drawn to his cock several times over already and once again she was looking at it and knew she'd need both hands and her mouth to even accomplish anything with it. Still, she knew it was clean and was oddly attracted to the idea of taking it into her mouth so so she'd lower hersel in the shower a bit flicking her tongue over the tip of his cock still dripping with water and wrapping both hands around its base to begin stroking it.