Charles Patricius

[Bloodedge]

Again, Miko was using that familiar term to address him. He hadn't heard her call him that in so long, hearing it several times in succession was beyond satisfying. He would voice neither complaint, snark nor appreciation though, if only because... he was far too busy. Miko was free to do whatever she wished with his cock. The stroke of her hand was of course pleasant, beyond all reason at that, but Takao simply gave up concern for all other things once their lips met for longer than two seconds. Damned be whatever was making that stroke feel so good; Takao was far more taken by the tongue seeking entry to his mouth. So taken was he, that the taste of a fruity juice flavored his mouth's intruder. No... it wasn't an intruder. Takao welcomed Miko's tongue even though the taste and experience both shocked him to a wide-eyed state. Even with the surprise in his expression, it would be Miko whose plan went astray. She planned to keep her hand moving up and down his shaft until Takao pulled away... but what would she do if he never did? If his reaction instead was to wrap an arm around the middle of her back, what then?

Kama coming into her own aside, Hiruko was enjoying things no less than he'd been for the past day. Something did feel a bit different as he entered her. At this point, though, it could have been either him... or her. Both had been through some sort of change; he'd have to ask about the details later. Regardless, he found no negatives. Nothing stopped Hiruko from enjoying his return trip toward Sakura's womb while they moved as if dancing 'somewhat' normally, and nothing would stop him from bucking his hips to make his way into said womb either. Just the same, nothing could apparently stop Mitchel from diving face-first into Kyoka's bosom as they became the third pair to start grinding on each other in this studio. Mitchel was too zoned-out and zoned-in to realize the other two males in the room already had their cocks out. If he had noticed such a thing, his approach to Kyoka would have been quite different. He carried on nonetheless, nearly burying himself in Kyoka's cleavage and shaking his head from left to right. The hook appeared once more, slower and muffled thanks to his actions at the time.

"Yuh... Said you're gettin' on the road, make a couple grand a show,
But I really fuckin' doubt it!♪
Put your money where your mouth is,
Lay it on the counter, rip it open, let me count it!♪
I got your girlfriend on my right side~♪
She's tryna joyride in the Audi~♫ Yeah♫
She said she love me, but I doubt it!♪ Yeah♫
You said you're poppin', boy, I doubt it!♫
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh~♫"

Just then, Mitchel took a deep breath and let his head hang into the soft cushions he'd been enjoying throughout the outro. The hand holding his microphone lowered, but his other hand kept a firm, squeezing grip on Kyoka's backside. "God damn bitch, how you breathing? This dress ain't made for a party like this!" he said. "Oi, I’ll belt out another, but you keen to get down?"

Speaking of 'getting down' as one like Mitchel put it, Jin was failing to 'get down' into Nozomi's throat properly. That came as no surprise; very few women could manage such a feat. He gave her enough credit for not jerking away the moment her head was granted freedom. All the while, Saori remained... challenging in an interesting way. She teased the idea of him finding out about her secrets, and was soon the one taking his girth into her mouth again. Challenge accepted, Jin thought. Ah, but first he'd be acknowledging Nozomi while swinging that tumbler gently in her direction. "Still felt pretty good. You're alright with a wet face," he said, placing his newly-freed hand atop Saori's head. She wanted him to find out her secrets? He'd gladly do so with the same sort of thrust her friend had so recently recovered from. Since she was so daring and confident, however, he didn't plan on stopping... even if, somehow, Nozomi ran out of shaft for her tongue. "No complaints."

[Apollymi]

Miko had once changed Takao's nickname, but now that she'd been calling him by the one she chose initially... she wouldn't ever change it back. No, she'd only stopped because she understood she liked it, but what was wrong with that? Her current self said nothing so... back into the rabbit hole she went. Beyond that point, Miko had no complaints, actually she could completely melt into the moment and fully intended to. As the kiss began it felt like something most necessary, but as she kept her hand movements, she wouldn't be stopping that either. No... her brain and body needed multiple activities. And then she wanted to slip her tongue into Takao's mouth. she found no resistance, if anything she found acceptance. As the beat kept up she used that for his cock, but she'd find instead of backing away from her, Takao was sinking in as well. An arm was soon wrapped around her and her body wiggled only to relax further. If he didn't want them separating she wouldn't be the one to do it, but what she would know, was that his eyes had widened upon kissing her, 'Sou ka, I suppose he can taste then. I can too, minty deliciousness♪~' she thought to herself. But it wasn't just her thinking. No, those little lidded brown eyes, peeked and in them for just a moment a bright blue eyes with red almost diamond shaped pupils with a circle around them. As someone within Miko's soul peeked out at a familiar minty taste. What was mixing in Miko's mouth was worth pursuing and even getting lost in, though that wouldn't stop the occasional little note from slipping up and out of her throat.

While that pair sank deeper and deeper skill, Kama and Hiruko were moving towards a closer connection both were used to. Kama could say that they were busy enjoying the feeling of the steady push towards completion, even so... that push was taking quite a bit of time. Even so, those rocking and backing bounces were doing quite a bit. If Kama was asked she'd say both of their magical bodies were doing well, though both were new enough that they'd have to figure it out a bit. Though the truth would be known by the time he reached her womb. While some rather deep penetration was taking place there, Kyoka was being confronted with Mitchel. That man was a rock star without question and his interest in Kyoka had her freaking out. She was excited, happy, bursting at the seams even, but her outer visage could only be so excited. 'I'm dirty dancing with Chase. Motorboated by Chase! Maybe I was wrong... this is way better than making my day!~' she wanted to squeal but that wasn't just her. But that didn't stop a large smile from crossing her face as the song wound up. What was more his earliest question had her looking at him directly, "Carefully, I breathe very carefully. Yeah I'm down! You want me to slide this up or are you trying to go for the front?" she asked excitedly. She wasn't supposed to mess up this dress, but as long as Hiruko was willing to help her out... she'd be willing to do whatever was necessary. She'd had sex with way less cool people than 'Chase' THE Chase.

Meanwhile,t hat bar scene was full of competition and a lot of other little hints of problematic behavior between friends. The other women were watching like they'd seen some new show, commenting and enjoying. All the while, Nozomi managed only to avoid freaking out about the cock gracing her gag reflex so strangely. What would Jin be doing though, Saori had challenged him to find out her secrets, and upon doing so... she'd find him with a hand atop her head. Of course, this was only after Nozomi's shift which was complimented as a good effort. "I'm glad, that thing's a monster!~" she claimed about his cock, without even the slightest bit of exaggeration. Of course, she'd had her tongue out ready to lick along with whatever Saori left behind. But... as a few words were issued, about complaints, Saori had her head moved down and Jin's cock would push past her tongue making its way into her throat, but he'd find, no resistance and look down to see only Saori's angry face and puckered lips as he continued to push. Poor Nozomi eventually had to move out of the wayand just openly gawk. "What the fuck?!" she exclaimed only to have the other women cheering. "Where they teach that at?~" Reina wanted to know. "I mean, you could have just tucked most of in your tits, a little drool and you'll hear negative complaints," Rangiku uttered. "PSSSH! That's a statement. Nice job, Ri-chan!~" Rita encouraged as she always would.

[Bloodedge]

No backing away, no pulling out ─ that was the approach Takao decided upon. He hadn't been leaving himself open, settling for friendship, throwing every thinly-veiled hint in the book just to avoid regression in rejection, just to do anything but dive into a pit of hyper-fixation when a chance finally presented itself. That arm around Miko's back was settled into, though it didn't matter either way. She came to him, but he'd been waiting. Without pulling away of her own accord, she was now here until he decided otherwise. So, while she stroked his shaft between them and he lost himself in persimmon flavor, there was a lock of body and tongue alike. Indeed... Takao's tongue had become the aggressor in a moment, wrestling Miko's in a strange way. The fight put up was, somehow, one that seemed to pull inward rather than meet in the space between. He was feasting directly on the sounds that passed her lips, taking them in and blending them with his own.

What seemed to take a long time to Kama was just a more casual approach on Hiruko's part. Since these bodies and everything he felt were so new, he wanted to bask for a bit. That slick, tight entrance he glided through felt as a well-missed old companion, even though they'd been quite busy enjoying each other for the past day or so. Upon reaching her womb and settling there, Hiruko felt... like he'd finally made the return after a long time away. "Whew! Good to be back~" he said. At the same time, Kyoka's internal freak-out was of course a mystery to Mitchel. As far as he knew, she was someone fully aware of how easily she could snatch him up. He noted the wide smile on her face, and went searching through his pocket for a few things Hiruko left behind. Apparently, she breathed... very carefully. More important than that, however, was her willingness to 'get down' as he put it. Which option would he choose between the two given? Well, it seemed he'd first choose... a pouch of MDMA. Mitchel took a bit of the crystalline drug onto his middle finger and spread it onto his own tongue, after which he'd take a bit more. "Your call, darlin'. Either way, open up~" he said, fully intending to share the party favors. "I got a bump; who's got a beat?"

Monster. Nozomi wasn't the first person Jin heard that phrase from in regards to his member, and he didn't expect her to be the last. Three of the women in this group seemed to agree in a general sense... but Saori and that brunette were of a different breed ─ the former especially. Much to Jin's surprise, Saori went above even the expectations established by her confidence and lack of surprise. Much like the others, Jin couldn't believe his eyes. He could, however, believe an official interest had been established in the woman glaring up at him with his cock all the way down her gullet. "Shit," he swore under his breath. Swelling against the walls of Saori's throat, Jin abandoned whatever intentions he originally had for the following moments. His hand would be remaining, and his hips would begin pumping against that aggressive face. "Gotta apologize, missy. Never imagined you'd pull something like this," he admitted.

[Apollymi]

A full head of steam was developing between Takao and Miko. Both of these people, were hyper-fixating in such a way as to only fall deeper and deeper into sexual activity. He might have been waiting for her to realize he was open, but she'd simply thought him unobtainable for someone like her. As such, she'd do nothing but show out and guarantee that it kept happening. With two similar yet, markedly different goals in mind, the progress between them would only keep moving forward, Miko continued to grind and stroke a cock she'd not even had the proper ability to comment on the amazing feel of this. Well, neither of them could comment on anything, as Takao was buried in her mouth. She was having the natural taste of her mouth, dived into and overwhelmed as Takao's minty tongue aggressed hers. He was all the way in her mouth, a feeling she was quite familiar with, he was swallowing up those happy little moans that were escaping her lips and each and every movement of her body left her loins achy and her body wanting. But she was locked in, what did it matter how much time it took for them? She was already here. And all other sounds seemed to disappear from her direct observation. In turn one of the loudest make-outs in history was occurring. Lip smacking, tongue wrestling, body shuffling... the hand that wasn't on his cock found its way to the back of his head, she was clinging to his body as if he was the last solid thing in the entirety of the world. Just the same a certain extra being in her soul was becoming more and more certain of something... and thus would be making her way, 'I think I'll pop out for a bit... watch the box and make sure the younger ones don't open it too early~' she commented absently to someone.

Meanwhile Hiruko took a slower pace to Kama's womb and by the time he arrived it seemed as if he was happy to be there. "Okaeri~ Hirrun♥~" she moaned happily, as her body tightened around him and she orgasmed in turn. So deep was he buried inside her, that the entrance felt quite nice. No longer fully holding back, he'd experience the enhanced perception and mental acuity Kama's form had naturally. And her own eyes, were travelling the room at large. She watched as between Takao and Miko a string which had been pink... burned red so quickly it was starting to glow. "Sou..." she murmured softly. As for Kyoka and her internal freak-out, it would only be made worse as she decided upon what to do with Chase. Actually, it was only becoming worse as she was offered party favors and whatever type of indulgence she wanted. 'What? Chase just offered me drugs! I've taken drugs for no reason before I'll definitely do that!~' she thought immediately. She was to open up, she began wiggling that dress up her hips so she could move a bit more freely while leaning her face into his. If he was sharing party favors, she'd make sure she partook. She opened he rmouth and stuck out her tongue as lowering herself in front o fhim. As for his desires for a beat, Kama would comment absently, "Can they hear you over the sounds they're making?" she wondered earnestly. What she knew of Miko said that girl could hear anything from any distance and as such never slept, but she'd not even looked away from Takao for the duration of their sexual heavior.

And while the studio became a veritable rock star orgy, that bar was becoming an erotic novel with a very specific protagonist. Well, that was fine, still, Saori watched as the man above her decided to force his way into the depths of her throat and found no resistance. That challenge in her eyes became purely smug as an uttered swear. That throbbing against her throat, encouraged her to do one thing, swallow. And so she did, squeezing that just a bit but her calm visage didn't shift at all. No she was keeping herself calm as he began to quite literally fuck her face. Saori thought this was odd, she usuallly didn't care to do such things, but perhaps she really was thinking this would be worthwhile to do for this man in particular. She shouldn't like this as much as she did, but that didn't mean a moan wouldn't be erupting from her throat as he moved himself around inside her throat. Just the same, Nozomi was now watching seemingly stunned. "How though... Rita... can you do this?" she asked the brunette who'd had the least normal reaction of the group. "I can do anything if I'm drunk enough~" she claimed in true party girl fashion. "She got it!~" Reina said, and Rangiku agreed with a casual nod.

[Bloodedge]

Make-out sessions were such normal things for young adults like that pair in the control seat. Even so, they managed to make it something that had a very real chance of going beyond most people's outright sexual endeavors. They were already on the way to doing so ─ feeling each other's tongues as if it were heavy foreplay, consuming each other's moans and falling into an abyss of ecstasy. Takao's hand upon Miko's back began to rub up and down, quite similarly to how her hand was gliding up and down his shaft. Alas, even the feeling of soft, bare flesh didn't hold a candle to what he felt between their mouths. It was like the sounds they made were actually intertwining, becoming something semi-tangible. The song was over, but there was another song forming between Takao and Miko. Takao could feel the words forming within himself as their lips, tongues and bodies intertwined. 'Sanctuary...' he thought consciously, eyes opening to a half-lidded state to observe Miko's face. What sort of growth would this moment have for them? Time would tell. . .

At the same time, Hiruko was openly welcomed to a place that had basically been his home since yesterday... but was also a brand new place. He grinned, arching his back to lean over Kama's bent form. "Tadaima, Sakucchi♥~ Gomen; I didn't bring a gift for the occasion~" he said. Mitchel, on the other hand, didn't have much to say at the moment. He was simply watching Kyoka's body move as she worked that dress up, until his whole field of view was consumed by her face. She had quite the incredible face, now that he thought about it. By the time her dress was high enough, he was even able to see it at a better angle as she lowered and extended her tongue. Already, Mitchel was grabbing at his crotch again. What a view, he thought. "Sheila's a bad bitch," he mused absently while spreading the drug along her tongue with the same finger he'd used for his own. "You wanna show me that face again later?" he asked in all seriousness. There was no manual change of the music, but a request acknowledged... by Kama instead of Takao. Hiruko would be the one answering her as he looked toward the pair of musicians. "I can barely hear over that," he joked. Oh well; it seemed all was fine. When Takao selected the previous music, he'd actually chosen a full playlist of instrumentals. The next song would come in a matter of moments.

Jin... could never have expected what was happening under his gaze now. It was one thing for Saori to take his full length orally, but another for her to look so smug and even actively swallow around him. Jin definitely wasn't drunk enough to be imagining current events. Maybe she was drunk enough to perform at such a high capacity? No... she knew what she was capable of before they began. The longer he thrusted into her face, the more he lost concern for the rest of that scotch. It seemed he was lucking out; none of the others had such ridiculous ability, except maybe the brunette. Jin may have been getting the best of them from the beginning. "Tell me something. You the best one your group's got?" he asked, if only because he thought this would be a dangerous night if she wasn't. Of course, he had to let go of her head and stop plugging her throat if he wanted a response. He managed the first... but only moaned and sank in when the time came to withdraw.

[Apollymi]

Make-outs were normal, but what was happening between Iino Miko and Mikami Takao wasn't at all very normal. No, Miko and Takao hadn't allowed their mouths very much separation. Both were making and swallowing the sounds while their tongues battled and danced for dominance. It'd been such a long time coming that with this event finally on the horizon both were simply moving deeper and deeper in. As Takao's hand on her back took on the same movement as hers along his shaft, she would swear she could hear music. It was like a breath of fresh air, a fresh look over a mountain path. Her fingers danced along his cock in that gentle set of beats, unconsciously while she exhaled. What would she do with that moment, a gentle bite applied to a lip that she'd sucked into her mouth. So tasty, how could she stop herself from having even more of him? Miko had to drink him in, experience him to the fullest of her abilities, and offer just the same of herself. She was sure her lips were bruising with the intensity but she didn't care, what was a bit more color added to her face, while her body bounced with a rhythm no one could hear but them? Just the same a little piece of her soul was taking up residence in Takao's body, looking for someone she'd not seen in longer than time might remember.

While that pair didn't give their mouths rest, a different pair was still flirting and reaching their own state of constancy. In fact, Hiruko was now at home in Kama's womb where she welcomed him without fail. He claimed that he'd not brought a gift, but as her hips moved she could only scoff, "Hm? Hirrun I thought you'd always at least bring a drink for me~" she said teasingly alluding to the idea of filling her womb instead. At the same time, Kyoka was receiving Mitchel's attention and a compliment. Though not one in the traditional sense, it definitely felt like one to her, given his differing culture. Moreover, she'd been called worse things by way less important people. 'Weeeh! Chase thinks I'm hot! Me!' she'd always been a pretty confident person but surely this was even higher on the scale than normal. Having worked her dress up enough to get leg movement, Kyoka had lowered herself with an open mouth and even got to taste a bit of MDMA and any left overs from Chase himself. She took drugs often enough and randomly enough that most held no effect but... "Suburashii!~" she chanted happily. Ah well, "Yeah, I'll show you whatever and fuck you now and later!" she seemed way too happy with her life right now. But what about the song? Well... Miko and Takao were both deeply entwined enough that they weren't doing anything. Kama's words were answered by Hiruko who claimed to not be able to hear past them, "Me either... and it's not just the audio noise either..." Kama said. Technically speaking there was also a bunch of waves in her line of sight when she looked at them, like the sounds were warping around them. How interesting. Whatever the case, there would be music soon.

At the bar, Saori was showing off. Well, she was swallowing a whole cock and having her face fucked while retaining her same bitchy attitude. The fact that she didn't mind this treatment currently said more about Jin than anything else. But she did have a thing she liked about the delinquent types, as they were the ones who had the right personalities for the kind of person she was at base. Ah well, she didn't speak on that, nor would she be speaking immediately to answer his question. He wanted to know if she was the best of them, she had an opinion about that, but he hadn't fully withdrawn from her mouth before he was diving back in. She didn't resist that either, but a single brow did raise, as if to question his choice. Still that smug attitude would be remaining for a while yet. Well, if he wasn't going to get an answer from her maybe one of the others would perk up. "I think that would depend on what you're looking for, could call Ri-chan the best all around, one without question," Rita decided to comment since it wasn't her throat that was full. Whatever the case, Jin was going to be in for a night as Saori swallowed on his cock once again, if he was going to leave it there... he might end up spilling himself into her mouth in the meantime.

[Bloodedge]

That song wasn't the only thing passing between their mouths. Unbeknownst to Takao, something besides Miko's tongue and the inspiration of a new song was passing between his lips. Oh well. At this juncture, he probably wouldn't have cared even if he knew what was happening. One should have expected a bit more discussion to occur between them, but everything felt so natural that Takao couldn't make time for it. It was almost a subconscious response to Miko's hand work that had Takao's hand rubbing its way down her bare lower back. He, too, felt the call of skin-to-skin contact. As such, he reached her rear by keeping his hand pressed to her skin, forcing his way beneath her shorts. All the while, his hips were beginning to move as if they were having penetrative sex.

Four total people were moving their hips with such purpose, it seemed. Hiruko was actively meeting every movement of Kama's hips, stirring in her womb as she spoke of being offered a drink. "I could maybe mix one up for you. Is that what you want?" he asked. The vibe between that pair was of a totally different variety, but so was the one between Kyoya and the rock star known as Chase. He shared a drug with her in a very direct, sensual way, and she took it with utter satisfaction. Immediately afterwards, there was an agreement to show Mitchel that same face again ─ as well as a statement that she'd fuck him now and later. "Hell yeah!" Mitchel uttered. Without the necessary actions of anyone, another instrumental did begin. With it, Mitchel felt another freestyle coming along. He'd even be right back to some casual dancing while looming over the kneeling woman. He even took the time to pull out another packet ─ this one of cocaine instead.

"Look what happened♪
I don't feed her fear, I feed her habits♫
Took her to the heavens in a carriage♪
Ain't no white horse, white had her doing backflips~♫

And I ain't keeping scores!♪ I think it's ordinary♪
But watch, I'm keeping yours! They say, 'The more, the merry'♫
They told me 'Never trust a bitch,' I told them, 'More than fair-y'♪
Put that molly on her tongue, she said, 'Extraordinary!'♫"

While Mitchel worked his hips and shoulders and brandished another party drug baggie, Jin was being shown a whole new world. He had a question that he definitely wanted the answer for... but even after releasing Saori's head, he didn't stop thrusting and she didn't stop sucking. Neither decision was conducive to the point at hand, but Jin thought it was far better than chatting. "Trying to get bent over a bar tonight? That's how you do it," he said, a startlingly gentle hand reaching out to Saori's cheek. It was Rita who answered the question he originally asked. She called Saori the best all-around member of their group. Everything she said implied some specializations he'd already given consideration to. Frankly, he still wanted to see each one of them. With that in mind, and knowing what time it was... Jin looked down toward Saori again, smiling wickedly. "Guess none of you ladies are going home anytime soon. I'd be a pretty bad bartender if I sent you all home drunk with no chaperone. Still not last call either. Party up," he said, offering the remains of his tumbler to either Saori or Nozomi ─ whichever took the scotch held between their faces. "Could fuck just one of you for hours on end, based on what I'm seeing."

[Apollymi]

Miko and Takao were having a very interesting time. They were both enjoying an exploration and make-out which had gone way farther than it needed to, but somehow it seemed to be so necessary. They didn't separate they didn't pause, any breaths taken were done without the need to pant. Did their lungs burn? It didn't seem so with all the noise escaping the space between both their lips. And what was more, both of them were developing a strange bit of mobility. Miko had her hand moving up and down his cock for the duration of this part, playing with his dick against her skin as if the contact was what she was seeking. She'd soon find a hand pressed against her lower back only to be further moved down. His hand slipped directly into her shorts against the exposed skin of her rear. As his hips began to move, hers did the same, meeting thrusts that weren't going anywhere and rocking to a beat that existed between them. The hand which had been in his locks was mobile now too... Miko's nimble fingers found their way down his body and also slipped under his shirt. Her fingers lightly traced the skin of his abdomen and found their way up to a broad chest. She was enjoying the sensation everywhere her skin made contact and it would only get worse.

While that pair sank into music only they could hear, the rest of the group was engaged in sexual activity of various sorts. Hiruko and Kama continued their journey as well... Kama asked for a drink at least and it was claimed that one could be mixed up for her. A grin crossed her face. "I definitely want... It'll be great. No rush though, it seems there is plenty of time now~" Kama claimed. She could easily partake of anything involving most people but watching as Kyoka took drugs and made claims like the ones she did made her happy. Kama also lived life as an alien and had come to understand the fun parts of humanity, she thought it was good for other people as well. Speaking of good things, Kyoka was busy enjoying a rather sudden influx to her system. Though it wasn't normally so effective, she could let go a bit more than usual, especially with a rock star in front of her, complimenting her and offering her even more drugs. "Yeah!~" she claimed as that packet moved around and she... took a bit of initiative to begin working on unveiling Mitchel's cock... the last in the room to know the air. Another beat would eventually start playing leading to Mitchel singing again, the words he came up with were very good to come off the top of his head.

Speaking of heads, one was still full of someone's cock. Saori found herself without a man fully withdrawing and simply kept sucking. She wouldn't beanswering his questions but he didn't seem to be in that much of a rush either. Jin in this moment offered Saori commentary about how one ended up bent over a bar. She stared at him with redness in her face, but that gentle hand on her cheek stirred a strange new feeling. Whatever it was, she'd definitely not mind being bent over the bar, so long as he was alright being laid out somewhere and ridden into submission. Oh well, the group was told last call for them wasn't for a while and they wouldn't be sent out just yet. Apparently, they were all still up for their rounds. That glass of scotch was held between the two young women in front of them and it'd be Nozomi who took it. "Well, let's see what's happening then," she said claiming the drink as Saori backed off Jin's dick for the first time since he'd slipped down her throat. "That's fine with me, I'll be sober enough to take everyone else home and get my morning work out in~" Saori claimed as she took the glass from Nozomi who after swallowing it down went back to work on his cock. Obviously, she needed to test this whole drunk mind over matter thing out a bit. "And you could definitely bend me over the bar~" she claimed immediately, before her mouth went back to the cock so recently ejected.

[Bloodedge]

Discovered mobility may have been the greatest danger where Takao sat. The more he moved, the more friction naturally existed between his cock and Miko's hand and belly. Moreover, there was a pressure applied to his balls due to her sitting position that resulted in sensations reaching his entire groin overall. Worse still... was the kissing itself. He couldn't get enough. It wasn't a fully conscious effort of Takao's to reach down into Miko's shorts to feel her bare ass, but upon realizing what he was doing... he could only squeeze it. Everything about what they were doing implied penetration that was several steps away from happening. Even the way Miko dug under his shirt to touch his torso was something anyone would expect of a steamy, penetrative exchange. So then, what was holding them back? Time, it seemed. Takao felt it was only a matter of time before a decision was reached ─ one that he didn't have a single condom prepared for. Oh well; he was in his early twenties and liable to make some irresponsible decisions here and there. If enabled, he'd hardly think twice about it. For now though, all that rubbing and touching had an inevitable aftereffect ─ namely the existence of precum in a growing bead at Takao's tip. Left uninterrupted, it seemed development would only continue until it became a drip a few moments later.

Kama wanted her drink. She wanted Hiruko to mix it fresh, but was in no particular rush. "Well we don't want to leave you thirsty for too long. I'll get right to work on it. Let me pick up my mixer~" With that said, Hiruko made use of the fact that he was slouched over Kama's back. His left hand hooked under her abdomen while the other moved between her thighs. The latter rose while hooking her right leg, lifting it as he straightened his posture. In the end, he'd have her upright and elevated to take the beat as instruction for lifting and dropping the white-haired lass on his shaft. Speaking of shafts, Mitchel didn't even have to worry about his own. Between verses, he was tearing open that cocaine packet with his teeth... and Kyoka was fulfilling the 'groupie' role by offering his dick a bit of freedom. Just as well, he started planning something. Since she'd taken the liberty of working Mitchel out of his pants, and since she agreed to a different kind of bump... the moment after his cock sprung forth was the same moment he held the packet over its head, tapping out a line from tip to base. It may have been a lot of cocaine for a single line, equaling about four normal portions in length alone... but Mitchel didn't know what 'a little cocaine' was. While pouring it, he went about the would-be hook of the song.

"You're too late!♪
Had your girlfriend at my house for two days!♫
Should be obvious, the reason she staaayed with me~♪
Build a rocket ship, throw bricks in ya face, yeah, oh!♫

You're too late!
Slide in! Came with perfect timing!♪
She climbed in! Picture-perfect timing!♫
Slide and... put that bitch beside me!♪
Sing this... I'm gon' bet she'll date me!♫"

Jin had a long night ahead of him... and per his intentions, so did all five women in his bar. Nozomi took the tumbler and expressed an interest in coming events, but then... Saori finally pulled away from the dick in her mouth to mention her ability to escort the others home before a morning workout. Jin quirked a brow then. "Not if you're all still busy," he argued. The way Jin saw things presently, he could freely immerse himself in this full group throughout the night. Even if he only had one of them to deal with... he'd probably keep at it through the morning. "I'll give you that morning workout though," he added. With that, Nozomi was reclaiming his tool, offering herself to be bent over the bar. Jin wondered if she'd see any growth after Saori's earlier advice, but another thought took precedence. "Wouldn't mind seeing all five of you on that counter at the same time. Can't help wondering who I'm diving in first though."

[Apollymi]

Mobility of the unconscious variety was always dangerous. Miko often fell too deeply into things, and it would seem... others around her did the same. Takao's body was very response, she could feel it... between the kissing and his hands on her body she was sure she was hotter than she expected to be. Just the same her body was rocking enhancing the sensation the pressure and her own feelings. Her ass was squeezed and she chirped into Takao's mouth as they kissed. Every movement all the intimacy, implied an act of penetration which wasn't yet happening. But somehow Miko couldn't bring herself to stop, all the experiences she had so far, and still... she'd rather get lost in a single moment like this. And even though no penetration would occur, Miko would find one of her fingers, slipping through a bit of pre-cum. She wasn't as shy about things as her original nature would have made her appear. She slipped one of those mobile fingers through it and spread, it enjoying the sensation such direct contact with fluids had against her skin. And with a medium she could feel the build up in his cock even better, she would have squealed with delight, if it wasn't for the fact that her mouth was well and truly occupied. Ah, but how much time would she be allowed? How long would it be before she shifted to what her original intention had been?

Meanwhile, Kama would be having her drink 'mixed' with her own body as the medium. Even with Hiruko still buried inside her person, he managed to maneuver her into an upright position so he could batter her from below. "Hyuck! Hahah!~" A giggle escaped Kama as she began to be mixed up from below. "Am I being shaken?" she wondered aloud but mostly in rhetoric. At the very least, she could enjoy this kind of physicality. Actually, there was nothing to do but have a good time, and note that Hiruko definitely had quite a bit of power in that lean form of his. At the same time, Kyoka was agreeing to more drugs and more fun... rarely did she do things simply because they interested her, so this was beyond a happy moment, even with her calmer exterior. Inside she was a mess of happiness and beginning to feel the drugs she'd already taken, 'Chase actually has a really huge dick. I thought it was just Kyo... and Hiruko,' she thought. "Is this just a rock star thing?" she wondered aloud lightly. Still, she would casually be scanning the room to randomly see that tiny girl with a hand on Dreameater's dick as well and it turning up the length of her torso. "Okay, just a rock star thing..." she decided. She had groupie level plans to make, "That's a lot of coke, but..." she started at the tip, taking the line with her nose all the way to the base. And once she was there, while he sang with all that cocaine filling her brain she ran her tongue back down to clean up the remainder. She'd then flick it over the head of his cock before opening her mouth properly to accept him.

Meanwhile, that group at the bar would apparently be staying quite a while according to Jin. 'If you get in the way of my workout you're expected to replace the equipment...' That was Saori's first thought but it went unvoiced, if only because an open offer appeared from Jin to give her the morning workout, "Oh? And here I was about to demand it~" she said almost laughing it off. The other women hadn't seen Saori be quite so flirty before, she must really like this guy and none of them blamed her. If he could she wouldn't mind, and she had every reason to believe that he fully intended to work them all over before morning. Beyond that a rather mature statement excaped the man as he claimed he wouldn't mind seeing all five of them across the bar. At the words which sounded rather interesting, Rita was ont he move. Like the little housewife she'd been cleaning off the bar and preparing for all of them. "Yo, Ri's still in housewife mode~" Rangiku claimed finally getting up. A group of women were on the move, but Nozomi before she did, would test the limits of her gag reflex with a little liquor and some courage backing her up. She went in, and took it down, past her gag reflex's initial twitch and would push until she gagged naturally before she backed away. "Sou, I'll have to work on that~" she claimed when she backed away and headed for the bar. It'd be Saori, grabbing the man by the dick to head on over as the women in question organized themselves at the bar. Well, a bit of rubbing never hurt anyone and she already wasn't wearing any panties.

[Bloodedge]

Takao had yet to become aware of the leaking at his tip. In fact, he'd remain blissfully ignorant of everything but their combined actions until... Miko's actions gave him the extra feeling. Suddenly, his cock was becoming lubricated just slightly at the head. Those slightly open eyes could just barely catch Miko... playing with the sticky substance she'd drawn from him? That was odd, but kind of arousing. Nevertheless, Takao had other things to worry about ─ namely the vengeance for that bitten lip earlier. He'd be drawing Miko's bottom lip between his teeth while firming his grip on her ass. Actually, his other hand was joining the fray to grab the back of her belt. His grasp was true, enough so that anyone who could see from behind her would have witnessed the exposure of roughly half her bottom from the maneuver alone. Whether that was part of some plan, or simply happenstance, was yet to be revealed.

Hiruko would never have experienced any issues lifting someone like Kama. Even so, he realized a surprising amount of ease doing so now. Improvements from the 'magical body' he apparently had now were showing themselves already, and he rather enjoyed the results. Equally enjoyable was Kama's commentary, which effortlessly paved the way for some cheeky banter. She was currently being 'shaken' as one might put it, given the way he lifted her repeatedly. "Would you rather be stirred?" he asked. All the while, Kyoka was achieving enlightenment about the builds of some rare specimens in this world. She believed rock stars could just be well-endowed after observing both Mitchel and Takao. Mitchel paid that musing no mind, though. He'd apparently spread a lot of coke onto his dick, but the woman had no problem snorting the full line down his shaft before licking the remainder back to the base. The application alone was numbing to Mitchel, but it didn't stop him from enjoying the sensation of her tongue. By the time she placed her lips on the head, Mitchel's hips were gently shifting to and fro ─ only partially because of the music now.

"Had to send her home, I had her dope sick~♪
Hit like two percent then hear the phone ring─
Tell her that you love her even though you know it's hopeless~♪
You could feel the pressure when she started coming home less~♫

And I ain't keeping scores!♪ I think it's ordinary♪
But watch, I'm keeping yours! They say, 'The more, the merry'♫
They told me 'Never trust a bitch,' I told them, 'More than fair-y'♪
Put that molly on her tongue, she said, 'Extraordinary!'♫"

Though Saori's expression seemed sour more often than not, Jin got the feeling she'd have been opposed to missing her workout routine. There was no cause for concern in that regard; he'd ensure she got several 'reps' by morning. Apparently, she was even prepared to demand he replace the workout if he kept her from it. "No need, missy. Wouldn't be much point in fucking you if you still had the energy to pump iron after," he claimed. All other plans aside, the others were quickly latching on to the idea of being taken on the bar counter. Nara Rita even took the initiative by clearing said counter of its natural litter, all while Nozomi pushed her gag reflex to a new limit. She didn't accomplish nearly what her friend had, but a sigh of satisfaction from Jin said that much wasn't so necessary. As for her working on the technique... "Test it on me all you want, little lady~" Jin claimed. Ah, but that opportunity wouldn't come immediately. Nozomi moved to join the others at the bar. Saori, the last to move, decided to grab Jin by the dick and work as a physical guide while stroking him. Alas, she'd find just the slightest resistance in his forward momentum. Jin knew where her panties had gone, and knew his hand would be lifting that dress again to partially replace them. If she was going to stroke and lead him so casually, she had to know the potential repercussions. "If you're gonna lead a man by the dick, you gotta give him something to follow," he insisted.

[Apollymi]

Miko's actions gave Takao extra feeling as well. She doubted the sensation for him was too far outside of the norm, even so she wouldn't stop the pleasantry that was her hands playing in a sticky mess of self-lubricant. Those open eyes might have caught her, but she would have only felt odd if attention was brought to her behavior, for now she'd continue making sure to flex the full dexterity of nimble fingers as she worked his shaft. What would he get in return for that action, a bitten lip which left her moaning a squeal and tensing the hand that was traveling around the expanse of his back under his shirt. Her nails pressed into him as she continued to move, but that bite had an additive effect, sending feeling straight to her loins and making it so she was sure there was a veritable river in her shorts of that same persimmon flavor. At the same time she was feeling a gentle breeze across her plump ass cheeks. Though she'd been told to show her ass whenever she really needed something, here and now it was only the rest of the room that got a view of that plump and magically shiny bottom of hers. Still she didn't care, during her time here, she'd reached the decision that she'd fuck anyone in this room, as such them seeing her naked was more or less potentially necessary.

While Miko put on a slightly different kind of light show, Kama was being lifted and shaken in a way she'd not fully actualized in other situations. It was quite the stress test for Hiruko's new body, but it seemed to be holding up as far as she was concerned. They were also managing, quite a bit of fun word play now that she had a large vocabulary to work with. A cheeky smirk came to her face as he asked about her desire, "I do enjoy some stirring. I'll even help~" she claimed as her hips began to move in small circles on the lift to match whatever Hiruko decided to do as well. It was quite the good showing of physicality on his part and Kama was building up closer and closer to an orgasm as they progressed. Meanwhile, after a bit of thought and a mental note, Kyoka had done what was technically multiple lines of cocaine and now had a man's cock moving around in her mouth to the beat of the music. Though significantly bigger than most cocks she came across it wasn't terribly unmanageable. She'd be bobbing her head, and allowing a gentle prod or two past her tongue towards the back of the throat, especially as her mouth and throat had become numb during her ingestion of drugs. Still, it wouldn't stop her from enjoying herself, blowing a guy like Chase wasn't even a problem for her. And that song was actually really good too. She needed to make sure she got a new album.

Apparently, there were no needs for demands of actual work in the bar, there wouldn't be much point if she could still work out afterwards. Saori wasn't the type to skip a workout for no reason, and sex wasn't the sort of thing that would stop her. "Uh...huh, experience says I usually can, but I suppose we'll see~" Saori mused just a bit. Still him calling her missy seemed to make her a bit giddy. At the same time, Nozomi was able to test her technique and upon getting it a bit further back this time, she receiced a satisfied sigh, she chuckled then hearing that she could test it out on him. What was more, that moniker of little lady made her look up at him with a glimmer of amusement. "You're stuck with that one now... I'm a little lady, y'know~" she said jokingly before heading off. Apparently, soon after Saori owuld be finding a bit of resistance as she tried to lead the man along by the dick to the rest of the girls. She'd not yet settled on a way to present herself, but if he wanted to see something she supposed it wasn't the oddest thing she could have offered. "Something to follow, I suppose that is how leads work~" she said with a casual eye roll still, she'd ever so gently shift and sway with that sweater dress up over her rounded rear. She give the man a steady and teasing view of her backside, and thighs and ever so slightly back up into him, allowing a simple moment of skin contact before aiming to move on again. "Come on then~" she claimed still apt to lead the way. "She could take the dick while we're getting set up..." Rangiku mentioned. "Well get to work~" Rita mentioned as she leaned over the counter her whole rear arched up into the air. Rangiku popped a couple of extra buttons and leve herself leaning chest first against the counter, but on the other side, her rear was up and her legs were slightly separated. Meanwhile, Nozomi who'd joined last was perched on a bar stool at the knees with her whole upper body leaing over the bar. The last one in line was Reina, who... was doing an entire sideways split across the remaining bar space with no panties on and her skirt flipped up.

[Bloodedge]

Lips hadn't separated in several minutes now, and it seemed natural progression was slowly having its way. The nails clawing at his back had Takao gaining tension throughout his body. Tightening in such a way had him leaning back further, or rather... sliding his hips forward. Miko was probably going to need a new pair of shorts, and Takao was starting to tell. He felt a wetness in his own lap, not of his own creation. There was no other potential culprit. As much as he wanted to question the volume required for his lap to dampen, Takao instead had his tongue thrusting into Miko's mouth again. In a matter of moments, the position between them was taking a massive turn. His earlier movements resulted in a slide down from the chair's edge. Eventually, his back was to the floor and his cock was even more firmly pressed against Miko's fore, simply because gravity wished them closer still.

Hiruko could shake or stir this particular 'drink' of Kama's. The choice was hers, and she decided... stirred. Initiative was taken by the lass as well, leaving Hiruko the experience of Kama winding on his cock each time penetration shallowed. He followed her lead, performing similar circular motions in the opposite direction when thrusting deeper. Such would be how they went on, while Kyoka finished a massive line of cocaine from a rock star's shaft and went about blowing him right there in the studio. So quickly was his cock disappearing into her mouth and reaching her throat. Mitchel was just as quickly deciding he wanted one of those 'career groupies' like some thought Shutara was to Takao. Why couldn't he have one as well? Moreover, why couldn't it be the gal who snorted a huge bump off his dick and immediately put her mouth to work? She'd definitely be getting more than a new album out of him. He barely even finished the song, his voice calming during the outro verse.

"Yeah, had your girlfriend at my house for two days, yeah~♪
She staaayed with me~♫
... And then throw bricks in ya face, yeah... oh~♫

You're too late!♪
Had your girlfriend at my house for two days!♫
Should be obvious, the reason she staaayed with me~♪
Build a rocket ship, throw bricks in ya face, yeah, oh!♫

You're too late!
Slide in! Came with perfect timing!♪
She climbed in! Picture-perfect timing!♫
Slide and... put that bitch beside me!♪
Sing this... I'm gon' bet she'll date me!♫"

As the song reached its end, Mitchel was casually thrusting toward Kyoka's throat. At the same time, Ohara Jin was thinking about thrusting into something else at the bar. A silent challenge existed between Saori and himself, and Jin fully intended to rise to it. He was also apparently bound to the way he addressed Nozomi, but Jin was prone to saying such things to many women. "Sure you want to be a little lady? You're all looking like something else to me by now~" he said. Nozomi would be moving ahead to join the others, but Saori was held back just slightly by Jin's resistance. With a bit of prompting, she was pressing her bare ass against him with a little sway applied. She tried to move again just afterwards, but she'd find Jin's hand wrapped around her hip to halt that movement. His cock was pressed against her uncovered ass this time, taking the same place it had during their earlier dance in a much more satisfying way. "Come on, or come in? Didn't really catch that," he said in a menacingly flirty way. "Only thing keeping me from railing you right now, is the part where you're not already bent over. Need me to fix it?" he asked afterwards. Ah, but something else did manage to catch Jin's attention. The other four were assembled at the bar, each bringing their own type of flair. Three of the four, he could easily approach from behind in different ways. Rita could be taken from behind so he could discover how mighty her hips actually were. Rangiku could actually be taken from either side, where he'd have a view of her massive breasts regardless. Nozomi could be a bit of fun from behind since she was placed atop the barstool; a bit of knocking could be done there. Ah, but then there was the most ridiculous among them in this moment. Reina demanded all attention by consuming a larger portion of the counter, legs all the way out to either side and nothing blocking her undercarriage. "... Shit," Jin uttered quietly. Whatever he and Saori had going on would likely be halted in that moment of realization. "Hell of a move there."

[Apollymi]

Maybe, at some point their lips would separate. Technically this was among the least verbal this girl had been during a sex act, including ones in which a cock was literally down her throat. But, instead of worrying about that aspect she was simply enjoying herself. The wetness of her loins was something she'd long since adjusted to, in truth the more into a person she was, the wetter she became, even though that wasn't a conscious effort. A damp lap was the least of her issues. Why? Well, there was a tongue in her mouth again, and as the tension built in Takao's body, it would seem that they were due for a slight change in venue. Into the floor, with gravity pushing their physical selves even closer. A moan slipped out of the girl as she found herself leaning into his cock and with a little more freedom to wiggle her hips with them on solid ground. Ah but that just meant a bit of freed for her other hand which was now resting against Takao's chest while the other continued stroking his cock. All that tension and build up and Miko couldn't help but feel pleased. Perhaps she should have thought a bit more about this and maybe slipping out of her shorts but doing so in the moment would require her movement, well whenever she worked her way up... soon... maybe, since she now that the floor to balance her legs against.

Meanwhile, Kama was getting stirred both by her own work and by that of Hiruko. His smoothness went well beyond the norm. So easily did he keep up his banter and add to what was going on for Kama. She couldn't help but keep it up too. That opposite twists from his cock and her insides were taking her to good places. She couldn't help the gentle pulsing in her loins which was getting her closer and closer to the moment she'd most appreciate. By the time that song reached its conclusion she'd be climaxing atop Hiruko's cock. At the same time Kyoka had done a huge line of coke and was now living a 'groupie fantasy'. In the moment she had a rock star's cock in her mouth and he was moving it. Her numb mouth and throat wouldn't care much about the depth which he went to, so long as she controlled her breathing she'd carry on. And beyond that her tongue was busy moving just the same, almost casually to the beat in that song. It was like there was just a feeling associated with the action. Why did it matter, she was having a good time regardless.

Meanwhile, the bar would see a bit more flirting happen between Nozomi and Jin. Initially he asked if she wanted to be a little lady as she looked like something else. A giggle escaped her as she considered it might be fun. He had that background rough treatment in his general demeanor. "If I want someone to be mean to me, I'll let you know~" she claimed as she walked off. Of course, beyond that he was being led along by the cock by Saori who... for her part in all this seemed to be mildly amused. "Oh? Well the invitation stands, whether you heard it or not~" Saori replied. A bit of menace never bothered her to start with, she usually dished it out herself. "Iia, I mean I could fix it myself, but if I do you might not get to anyone else~" Saori said with an amount of confidence that sounded so assured. But it didn't matter much, the visual nature of men said that he'd be looking towards the bar set up created by a friend group. All had their own appeal and each seemed to know exactly what their strength was, with the prime standout of the ground being... Reina, who was doing a split with no panties on top of the bar, basically waiting to be taken. "Impressive..." Saori mentioned but there was something a little bit catty about it. Maybe she'd let it slide for now, Reina wasn't one that Saori would completely discredit. In fact, that pause had her finishing leading him over as his point of focus determined. "Oh? You giving up?" Rangiku said seeming to find the lack of animosity odd. But it wasn't, Saori could do something ridiculous and maybe she would... sometime after seeing what everyone offered of themselves.

[Bloodedge]

Once they were in the floor, Takao lost any ability to move. His body sought something more, but the result could only be shifting in the right direction. That hand accosting Miko's rear was aiming for an even better squeezing position, which had his fingertips dangerously just within Miko's crack. The other hand held her shorts as low as they could be in this position, which was still more like keeping them ruffled halfway down her rear. Oh well. Regardless of his body's urges and attempts, Takao could easily continue losing himself in a kiss, long though it had been already. Did his body agree with that thought process though? No. In fact, there was a notable throbbing and swelling to his cock that Miko would have been very, very familiar with by now. . .

Speaking of the signs of orgasm, Kama's was more apparent to Hiruko than ever before. Sure, he'd felt her encroachment a few dozen times already, but... there was something different about his understanding of it this time. He felt it on a deeper level than just that familiar clench around his tool. Perhaps that was a magical thing he'd have to figure out later. For now, he was content to push through that climax and use Kama's natural lubricant to further the ease of his own movements. What he'd find was... a missing sense of progress toward ejaculation. Dealing with her, he normally would have experienced the initial tingles by now. Did he suddenly have even more sexual stamina? "Huh. That's weird. Sakucchi, you've got some explaining to do," he spoke into her ear. Ah, but Hiruko wasn't the only one due for a longer session than normal. The numbing effect of cocaine applied to Mitchel's dick resulted in something of an inability to lose firmness. Adding the MDMA to that, he'd be raring to go for ages. Further adding Kyoka's use of her throat and his ability to focus on her now that the song was done... he'd lose himself through the night. "You suck like that, are you one of the groupies that came with a ring?" he asked. Of course, Mitchel had actually met those types before; they were usually the crazed, parasocial types. "Keep at it darlin', I'm rarin' to have a party!"

Apparently, Nozomi considered Jin the 'mean' type and kept that notion in mind for the potential future. Was that accurate? Perhaps; perhaps not. If the pummeling of her holes was to be considered mean, he supposed there was no argument to make. More importantly for the moment... Saori was still being a bit cheeky. 'On' or 'in', her invitation stood regardless. Exciting as that notion was, Jin's choice would remain the same. Her confidence was shining through again. If she fixed the one problem keeping them from going at each other, Jin may be unable to experience the others. That was Saori's claim, but he took it as a challenge. "Sexy confidence you got going there. Let's find out. Do it like you did during the dance," he said. It was initially Jin's thought to take Saori right then and there. Seeing the others ending with Reina, however, had his attention and Saori's acknowledgement of defeat... for the moment. She continued leading along as if ushering him toward the 'winner' of the friend group. Frankly, Jin had no issues either way. By the time he was standing behind Reina, Jin had his cock in hand and angled. "Haven't seen much from you yet. Never had a valley gal either. Better set a good example~" he demanded with a free hand reaching out for the tanned woman's ass.