Xiao had no further cause for hesitation. The stage was set for Chizuru's last play, and eons of experience told him entry to someone so very mortal would take quite some time. Such things could have been circumvented with the right knowledge, mental and spiritual preparation... but again, there was little to be done about it. Chizuru and Akira were a special sort of 'sleeping' souls, and Xiao's ideal approach for the former's development involved destruction. As his glans found its place between her lips, her fear was made apparent. Chizuru could do nothing to stop penetration, though her mind, body and soul would likely all reject the oppressive force pushing its way in. Once his position and the start of entry were established, Xiao released his shaft to press that hand against Chizuru's middle back instead. His goal was to force an arch in her back while continuing to work toward inserting... just the head, which was still taking a bit of force. "Act over already? No surprise, but this is the more entertaining side of you... for now. Try not to black out this time," he said while inching forward.
Akira had never before received so much advice in a dream, ridiculous as it was in this one. Whenever he woke, he had to reconsider how much morphine was being dripped into his system. Whatever the case, the next suggestion was that he avoid rejecting himself. He'd never do such a thing anyway. To hide his true self was one thing that came very naturally to Kurusu Akira, but to reject himself was a foreign concept. Regarding any questions he had, though... one thing absolutely worth questioning was the added depth of penetration, or even secondary penetration that happened within Kokusei's body. If nothing else confirmed this was a dream, that certainly did. While Akira himself was reeling just as he'd been some minutes before, Kokusei was voicing her satisfaction as if this were a thing she did frequently. What a monster. "Gulch─" he gurgled, failing at any words initially. Kokusei wondered if he could hear her. He could... a bit too well, actually. Her voice seemed like it was sounding out numerous times all at once. "Too much," he gave as an answer, whether it made sense or not. Despite everything going on presently, Akira could still not be stopped. The finger he had in Kokusei's asshole was still actively pumping away even though no other movements were made of Akira's own volition.
Akira had never before received so much advice in a dream, ridiculous as it was in this one. Whenever he woke, he had to reconsider how much morphine was being dripped into his system. Whatever the case, the next suggestion was that he avoid rejecting himself. He'd never do such a thing anyway. To hide his true self was one thing that came very naturally to Kurusu Akira, but to reject himself was a foreign concept. Regarding any questions he had, though... one thing absolutely worth questioning was the added depth of penetration, or even secondary penetration that happened within Kokusei's body. If nothing else confirmed this was a dream, that certainly did. While Akira himself was reeling just as he'd been some minutes before, Kokusei was voicing her satisfaction as if this were a thing she did frequently. What a monster. "Gulch─" he gurgled, failing at any words initially. Kokusei wondered if he could hear her. He could... a bit too well, actually. Her voice seemed like it was sounding out numerous times all at once. "Too much," he gave as an answer, whether it made sense or not. Despite everything going on presently, Akira could still not be stopped. The finger he had in Kokusei's asshole was still actively pumping away even though no other movements were made of Akira's own volition.
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