Charles Patricius

[Apollymi]

Miko was under a bed with a boy. That shouldn't have been the accident it was, but here and now she was basically spooning a relative stranger. Well, that wasn't the worst part of it, or the best part of it? She'd thrown herself under the bed in a panic, she'd not expected, the masked boy to be on the same side of it, nor had she expected their positioning to line up so precisely. 'Waah~ Why did this happen to me? What did I do?' Miko pontificated. Ah, but she could make any noise and that was something which became exceedingly difficult. Her own nature was strange, and this lad reached full firmness behind her. She'd never felt that before... and she didn't hate it. What was more he'd started molesting her, which was strange, his hand on her rear seemed content to want to grab and touch like he'd never experienced flesh before. 'Papa, go away!' Miko thought, though in the moment she wouldn't have been able to figure out why she thought that. No... instead she was saved, by the front door, something even Sousuke heard though he'd been fumbling around in that odd drawer on her mother's side of the bed. Once he left... and the door closed behind him, Miko let out the breath she'd been holding. Once she was sure he was gone, she thought to scurry, the lift of her little dress the least of her problems. She needed to create space between herself and this boy and understand what was going on here. "Why did you do that? What the hell is going on in your head right now?!" she whispered her questions not wanting to draw any attention and leaving her ears open. They needed to move out of this bedroom as quickly as possible. And she needed physical separation to avoid a major meltdown.

Meanwhile, Rita was having a different sort of experience. Apparently, she was dangerous enough to be set like a trap. It wasn't exactly the oddest thing she heard, in fact, it hit her ears like a compliment. "Sou ka, I've been hearing a lot of strange compliments lately, thanks~" she chimed seemingly amused by it. Still that wouldn't stop the movements of her body nor her exploitation of an individual who could fully take what she had to offer. Apparently, on his list of traits was practicality and the reasoning of her soon to be ex learning his mistakes first hand. "Oh? Might like that... put in a pin in it... might come back for that~" she claimed. Revenge was rather fun as a thought, especially considering the straight up downgrade his side-piece was. Whatever the case, those moving hips soon found another pair doing the same, and with Jin buried deep inside her womb she could do nothing but enjoy and apologize with a slap came to her ass. "Really? I don't know if, I'd call you old fashioned but I don't get this too often so~" those hips began to move in unison, rocking, rolling and moving causing flesh to slap against flesh and rippled to occur across a normally smooth surface. Such would be how they continued. At the same time, among the sounds, Nozomi was oddly the first to wake, though her recovery didn't necessary sound pleasant. "Ugh... I feel like I was hit by a truck! Ori-chan, tasukette onegai!~" she said falling into old habits. "Hoh? Are you that drunk? I'll call your pick up then. Careful though... he'll wear you out if you're already this out of it~" Saori gave just that warning before looking at her phone and slipping a bit further away from the direct line of sight to issue a phone call to Kimura Kazuhiko.

[Bloodedge]

The masked boy made progress toward lifting Miko's dress, but he wasn't favored by the amount of luck he'd hoped for. Sosuke left the room, and Miko loosed a held breath: a sign that she'd soon be trying to escape in epic, embarrassed fashion. If luck wasn't with him, maybe a bit of pluck would work? Many signs were in place. If he could just abuse the hidden truths of this interaction from Miko's end, perhaps he could achieve the life-altering victory every teen boy sought. A small sacrifice had to be made. He had to abandon the effort to lift that dress, if only to try grasping at Miko's hip and holding her in place. Whether his attempt resulted in success or failure, Yugi's answer to the girl's inquiry would not change. "Which head? 'Cause one should be obvious, and the other is way more layered than you're ready to deal with!"

The unusual form of compliment Jin delivered Rita was apparently not the first of them. Anyone with a brain could easily imagine her being complimented multiple times per day for most of her conscious life. As for his idea/offering, Rita didn't seem too displeased with the thought. That husband of hers might be due for one hell of a reckoning, if she only made the decision to exact vengeance. "You know the drill," was all Jin had to add. He'd even treat the situation as a job if it came up. For now, he was right back to assaulting Rita's hyperactive ass with one hand between every collision between it and his pelvis. All the while, one Kimura Kazuhiko was within that bioluminescent cave in the company of Shirogane Kei. A rather fun session had come to an end, and he was stretching out across a web hammock. Kazu remained firmer than a man who hadn't known ejaculation for months, yet all the residue of a recent flourish still coated him. "Whew! That was awesome! I didn't think I could be so into─eh?" Whatever he meant to say, he wouldn't. His phone was alight not far from his person. The image of a very angry-looking purple-haired teacher was upon it, making him wonder what sort of thing made her call him in the middle of the night. "Mary's calling? That's... weird and concerning. One sec?" he pleaded while reaching for the device. If he managed to grasp it, an answer would swiftly follow. "I didn't do it," was the first thing Kazu spoke into the microphone.

[Apollymi]

The masked boy would be giving up progress for one thing to try and get to another thing instead. Miko's father exited the room and her easily flustered self tried to immediately place space between herself and the lad she'd been cuddled up with by circumstance. She'd not meant anything by it, she didn't even know where he was exactly... His hold on her hip kept her in place for a moment. At the very least it kept her from fighting him as hard as she might have. His choice in answer to her question though was something else entirely, as one who didn't see herself as the type to stir loins this was a shocking turn of events. She assumed it wasn't at all related to her... "Your normal brain is complicated, I get that. But not the point... why this?" she asked while wiggling her hips, even as she was held in place against him. "I don't have anything to do with this. I sit in plenty of laps this doesn't happen... why are you trying to keep me here? We are going to need to move quick so important parts only..." she asked earnestly. These things were definitely unrelated, she was certain. They should be slipping out of this room as quickly as possible, because her father would definitely keep looking for her after consulting with her mother. Miko's internal panic was one thing but she truly didn't see herself as the cause of anyone's arousal.

Meanwhile, Nara Rita was considering an act of vengeance. It wasn't for normal reasons, but simply because there was a truth that seemed like it was unknown to her soon to be ex-husband. Monogamy wasn't something she needed or even sought... the exchange that was made, was one of mutual respect. She'd not been the one to break it, but she was the one who benefitted most from ending their relationship as he was soon to find. "Hai hai~" she chimed, definitely willing to keep it in mind. Just the same those hips of hers kept moving and her ass was soon treated to quite a few more hits. That sound was one which would be heard for a while yet, But... a little further away, one Kimura Kazuhiko fresh off a recent bout with Shirogane Kei was enjoying the afterglow in a web hammock. A smirk came from the girl in question which was interrupted by a phone call.. "Well, that's different... no worries~" she said about the phone call. Saori was one of the more present adults and Kei found her kindred in quite a few ways. No matter what while they occupied the human world, taking full advantage of human goods was a must. So answering a random phone call was interesting to see. The moment he answered the phone, Saori was assaulted on the other side by a plea of innocence. "Why do you answer your phone like I'm going to accuse you of something. Most people just say hello..." Saori said with a sigh. No matter what else happened she remembered this young man being quite different as a person.

[Bloodedge]

The complexity of Yugi's brain would not become a topic of discussion. The subject alone was more complex than he was willing to openly be at the moment, if only because his other 'head' was taking priority above all else. Speaking of his other head, Miko was questioning its firmness while wiggling her hips ─ something she probably shouldn't have done if escaping was the intention. She'd only find Yugi's hips moving along with hers, grinding his hard-on against her rear through no conscious effort of his own. As for her other comments and concerns, a hasty answer was demanded. They had to move quickly, he claimed. Yugi agreed... but for entirely different reasons. Whatever the case, he had no issue speeding through multiple responses and several things not yet addressed. "Answer: ass on dick. Completely your fault. Probably never sitting on the right side; most people who'd let you do that either have no interest, or wouldn't want to make it awkward. Again, ass on dick, boner, lower brain in charge. Figured out from the panties it was even bigger than it looked; the curve worn-in is too pronounced for something that flat. Also... right back to thinking about that whole 'taking responsibility' thing, and the fact that nobody needs the amount of rush you're applying here. Your dad has a bad knee slowing him down, and thinks your mom was in here setting something up; he'll be asking her about it once he's sure they can't be heard. Given how your ears work, they'll probably take it outside under the guise of making sure she didn't leave something in the car on her way in," he rambled, partially just to buy time. "Besides, your job is tagging me. This isn't tagging."

While the sound of various 'claps' resonated throughout the bar, Saori reached Kazuhiko's phone. Luckily, she didn't decide to make that call even two minutes earlier, or sounds would have been bleeding through from both ends. What did she want though? It was already strange enough for Kazu to receive a call from her. Stranger still was the thought that she wasn't calling to blame him for something, or otherwise complain about something he'd definitely done. So then, why did he answer his phone that way? "Probably because if you're calling me, that's the likeliest reason? You know most people also don't call their students at midnight. If we're not back 'home', hearing from you at this hour is weird. Unless..." Kazu trailed off there, his mind taking a trip of its own in unnecessary directions. "Either Asta did something crazy again, you need a sparring partner, or you need an... other thing partner. Hoping for number three, but I'll also take number two. Just... not the Asta thing; not now. . ."

[Apollymi]

The complexity of another person's brain wasn't something Miko wanted to get into at all. She thought herself a bit more complex as an individual and still wouldn't want the responsibility of unraveling anyone else. And that was all well and good, considering that the masked boy had no intention of revealing so much about himself anyway. Regardless a series of answers were given to the girl about her questions. Her mental rush was one created by her own sense of urgency, but she also noted that grinding sensation. The masked boy claimed it was her fault they ended up like this and that it was her ass on his dick that made this whole thing happen. "That's news to me." she uttered quickly. Still an entire manifesto on how he'd figured out about the nature of her rear and how and why she'd never encountered the current problem until now all made sense. "I don't think I should be taking responsibility regardless... I figured you were either in the closet or on the other side of the bed, you know... near the drawer with all the naughty stuff in it that you were bound to look through, because you're an admitted pervert," Miko claimed, though there was no judgement in her words. Miko's logic was pretty sound, "Besides, panic... I have a very hard time lying and the best I can do is tell the version of the truth that is least incriminating, I didn't want to explain to my dad what I was doing in here..." she admitted quickly. Ah but she hadn't tagged him or anything either and this didn't count. "Eh, should I tag you though. I discovered you accidentally and I only came into this room because I heard something jingling. That doesn't seem like it'd be done in fairness..." the girl said thinking about her own advantages in a game like this and not wanting to make it unfair to the lad in question. "Also striking from the record any mention of my parents. Don't need that but I will admit I panicked a little bit too hard. I'd still rather be out of this room when he returns to check on me. Though I suppose that is more or less to check on your not in a negative way, though..." Miko admitted. She was the one well known and the most likely to fly off the handle. At some point she'd given up on moving away and her body hadn't stopped its gentle wiggling. There really was something about this she enjoyed... she could feel it like it was creating little butterflies in her stomach that weren't purely related to anxiety.

Meanwhile, the noises of that bar were drowned off enough for the casual conversation on the phone. Hear the lad's logic over the phone she understood his points better than most. She scoffed, as she always would pinching the bridge of her nose gently. "Yeah, I realize that but my life is way too complicated now to sort through shit like that..." Saori stated honestly. As for the extras, apparently the main reasons Kazuhiko thought to Saori would bother making a call... Astolfo, her need of a gym partner, or her need of a different kind of partner. "Sou ka... I guess I can see how we arrived at these conclusions, but I haven't seen Asta in days, I refuse to make him my responsibility, and I technically have no problem finding my own partners..." she mentioned shaking her head. "Technically, I need a favor. I am currently out with my friends, yes coincidental that they are all here too, no... I have no idea why. Anyway... one of them is already too trashed and needs to go home and for reasons I'll let her explain... she wants to take a hot guy with her, and as you are the nicest one I know I figured I'd call you," Saori explained her point and was willing to let it go from there. Whatever the case, she wasn't in need of a partner herself.

[Bloodedge]

Beneath the Iino parents' bed, a conversation was happening in place of an escape. Yugi realized it wouldn't be nearly the issue Miko made it appear to be, but he also understood where the rush came from. Panic was a powerful motivator. Still, he'd calmly keep the topic flowing... at least, as calmly as one could while dry-humping beneath someone's parents' bed before lunch hour. "If I went there, I wouldn't be able to see outside. The closet is too obvious; everyone goes for a closet. I chose the bed in the interest of fairness, since..." The masked lad paused his thoughts there. Miko admitted to the accidental nature of her slipping under the bed. She also noted the noise that brought her here, prompting Yugi to jingle that bell once more, just lightly. "I gave you a handicap already," he finally said. Strangely, Miko had given up all attempts to move away. Thinking once again that an opportunity to strike may have presented itself, Yugi slowly loosened his hold of her hip. Against that wiggling, he grinded... and with that grasp finally abandoned, he was right back to attempting to lift Miko's dress above hip-level. "That's a fair thing to want. Nobody wants to be caught by their parents, but that doesn't justify the rush. At the latest, two doors closing, then a trip up the stairs. That's a lot of time. Besides..." He didn't say anything more. No, he was now going for tactical silence as his hand slipped under Miko's dress, continuing its lift while that same palm rubbed up her thigh toward her hip. How far could he reach with these tactics? Time would tell. . .

Back in reality, Saori shared a brief complaint about the complications of life and how she had no time to sort through certain things. Kazu could commiserate. "Same, Mary. That's why somebody gave me the kind of advice that led to... well, everything I've been getting into this past couple of days," he said. As for what she actually called him for, it didn't involve Astolfo... luckily. Kazu immediately heaved a sigh of great relief. "Awesome! That's gonna be a huge deal whenever he shows up again. It always is... but I'm so glad it's not right now!" he celebrated. Moving on, Saori had no need of a partner ─ seemingly of either mentioned variety. Despite how much of a horny teen he was, Kazu took no issue with the gentle rejection. Besides... a comrade needed a favor, so he was attentive to that above all else. Apparently, someone she knew in this world required an escort ─ a hot one, and a nice one. Strange as those things were to hear from Saori, Kazu was always willing to help. However... she'd have to hear a few things first. "I'm choosing to ignore the fact that you just called me the nicest 'hot' guy you know after turning me down. Huge ball of emotions, Mary. Anyway... I'll help, but can I ask why the specifics?"

[Apollymi]

In the Iino House, Miko was underneath her parent's bed, dry-humping a boy, who was a tad younger than her. Even so, she didn't seem to mind it too much and instead of breaking away was content to have the conversation they were having... now that her mind wasn't panicked his words made more sense... his actions however were still odd to her. He made his choices based on practically and that little bell... a handicap for Miko. "Is it really okay to give a handicap to a person who already has homefield advantage..." she wondered. Ah but her body was still in motion and so was his... a grip disappeared from her hip, but the lad continued to freely grind against her. His earlier words made it seem as if he found her attractive even though her physical form was lacking in all but bottom roundness. Beyond that while they talked his hand moved her dress up. Well, she was still wearing tights, it was far from true exposure. What was more he was still talking and talking worked to distract the girl... whether intentional or not. It was fair to not want to be caught by her parents but it didn't justify the rush. He stopped talking while his hand traveled up her thigh, she took a breath and held it. Why was he touching her like this? Why had he stopped talking? All good questions. "For the person who is supposed to be being tagged you are doing a lot of touching, Omen-kun," Miko asserted. Ah but that still wasn't a direct rebuff of his attention, she didn't dislike it... she just wasn't certain why it was taking place at all. Mere member hardness seemed like a vague reason to molest someone. Besides all of that she still needed to retrieve her panties and get out of this room before anything happened.

While the teens under a bed in the memories of another teen acted on instinct, curiosity and physical responses... Saori was making a call with all of the respectability of a battled hardened warrior. "Yeah, same. But... I apparently had that advice floating around a long time ago... it's still giving me a headache and culture shock. Regardless..." she said willing to move on from that topic to the apparent relief felt by Kazuhiko that Astolfo wasn't the main issue of the day. "Yeah, and when he shows up, I want no part of that either," Saori mentioned of Asta's potential problematic nature. As for her request which involves an escort for a friend. Apparently, Kazuhiko took some issue with being called both a nice and a 'hot' guy. "You've got ages to work through your emotions. Point stands." she claimed about him being both nice and hot. "I concur... accurate words are accurate..." Kei chimed in from her space on the hammock. "See. Anyway..." how to give specifics on this matter. "The short answer? Her husband is a piece of trash and she's using his own set up to stick it to him. My answer, because she could use someone nice after years of trash and I trust you to look after her..." Saori stated clearly. Her friends were important to her, in a way she'd forgotten until very recently. As such... she wanted them to be happy even if it meant helping them wreck their current lives to make new ones. "Oh, I'll send a picture she's the dark haired one," Saori thought pulling her phone away from her ear, long enough to send one of the group pictures which included herself and her five friends all sitting around that table with ridiculous drinks earlier in the night.

[Bloodedge]

Was it acceptable to offer handicaps to the person with an advantage? In Yugi's case, he thought it was. He was in the habit of being in advantageous situations when dealing with someone else's natural advantage, so... giving handicaps seemed like more of a balance. "Homefield advantage leads to complacency. Complacency results in colossal mistakes, which end in loss. I restored the balance," he argued. There was also the fact that he wanted her tagging him for entirely separate reasons. "And besides, you tagging me means you getting the panties back. That's an excuse to reach back inside," he added with certainty. Even with nothing physically holding her in place, and a hand traveling up her leg to lift her dress, Miko wasn't escaping. No, she was still grinding against him as he did against her. A comment made about the amount of touching he did resulted in a quirked brow, and much internal questioning. By the time Yugi's hand was back to her hip, a minor retreat of his own hips would allow the dress to be cleared of Miko's backside. "Am I? Well... you're not stopping me or anything," he rebutted. With that, Yugi intended to move his hips forward once more, one obtrusive article of clothing out of the way between them. At the same time, the front door was opening and closing once, just as the lad predicted.

Saori and Kazu were in a similar position within this world, though it seemed the latter had a bit more willingness to seek comfort in deviance and relaxation. That aside, virtually everyone could agree that Astolfo's return was something no one should want part in. "I'd promise to keep you out, but... good luck," he said, knowing Saori could only have no parts in the situation if Astolfo's craziness allowed it. Moments later, Kazu was already swinging the hammock he and Kei occupied, reaching out for clothes he'd soon need to don. It seemed the earlier debacle in the card shop, and the one just recently with Kei, wouldn't be his only experiences dealing with someone's 'guy problems'. "Again already? I guess I'm on a roll. I mean, it's not my M.O., but..." Kazu hesitated there, pulling the phone away from his ear to view the sent photo. Upon seeing it, he froze, stared, opened his mouth, closed it... opened it again, and froze again. "... Mary. I have several questions, and even more requests," he stated in a more serious tone.

[Apollymi]

According to the masked boy, homefield advantage created complacency. Complacency lead to major mistakes. "You call that restoring balance?" she questioned. It seemed like the handicap offered might have been a bit too extreme. She did explain that she could hear really well... that she knew he'd been in her bedroom without going towards that place. "So for both balancing purposes and to be a pervert... box it." Miko murmured her own understanding and seemed to be so very close to a breakthrough of some sort. Beyond that point the hand traveling up her leg make her flesh goose and it would only be made worse as her dress was moved out of the way and her tights covered backside was to meet the masked boy's fully clothed form. The ruffles from her dress, the extra fabric, made a great deal of difference. Suddenly, her skin felt like it was too close to the surface and she felt more exposed than normal. He'd claim she wasn't stopping him or anything. "I haven't... probably should," Miko mentioned but... did she want to? "Yes, you are... you've been pushing the line each time, O-men-kun..." Miko mentioned as if she understood. Still that was without judgement, like she didn't consider him to be wrong for his actions. This wasn't something she'd ever considered deeply before, but she also didn't always like others in her space. In general it took her much more time to warm up to individuals. It was very likely that she wouldn't have even bothered being seen by this lad even a couple of years prior to this. She rotated slightly, feeling what was pressed against her backside gave her a mild bit of curiosity and if his timing was to be believed, she had time to retrieve her underwear and get out of this room before her parents returned. "You consented. Tag." she mentioned. And since the young man had slapped her ass, she reached out for his manhood laying a hand on it through his pants as she scooted around so she could get her panties back. She'd follow it up from towards the tip to the base... just to find his fly and pull against it this time. She wanted nothing to do with a bare dick, but that still didn't do anything to make her properly remove her hand one way or another. If it was something they both wanted, she supposed it'd be pretty easy to go along with, one hand on his dick from the outside to know where it was... the other... reaching in to... retrieve her panties with the same amount of care she'd taken the first time. So quiet she'd become... so full of concentration... consent was already given, by an admitted pervert, so... there was no need to skirt around it. Though.... the longer she had to process her actions the more freaked out she'd feel about it after the fact, she knew this as well.

Meanwhile, Saori was on the phone with Kazuhiko, who was now rocking the hammock to grab up clothes. Kei for her part in this would use strings to pull them all closer her own as well, as it seemed like they'd be on their way out whenever he finished the conversation he was having. "I appreciate the sentiment... I'll probably just make sure I am nowhere near the house most of the time... that seems like the best use of my time. Then I have plausible deniability if he runs up on me on the street and i can knock him out and keep moving..." there was a certain amount of cutthroat energy in the way that Saori dealt with Astolfo, but... that was simply part of his working dynamic with a lot of women. Apparently, Kazuhiko was on a roll dealing with 'guy' problems for girls. It wasn't his M.O. but... he paused. He must have received that picture, a sigh escaped Saori preemptively, while Kei peeked over at a photo containing five gorgeous women, not unlike her own friend group. "I'm asking you a favor so I feel like it's only fair to let you ask questions, but I am wary... of the amount of silence that preceded it..." Saori agreed to hear him out and fully expected some sort of rant related to how attractive that group was and how he could get into any or all of their pants. Kazuhiko was a nice guy, but he was still a guy, and Saori understood that better than many others.

[Bloodedge]

"Yes. Balance," Yugi reiterated. Maybe his view of balance and Miko's weren't the same, but that didn't matter to him currently. The biggest weight on the proverbial scale, either way, was his perverted nature. In this game, he wanted nothing more than to have Miko reaching into his pants again, as many times as possible. Well... perhaps there was one thing he wanted more, but it seemed that would take some work. Some part of Miko's brain was in the same boat as him; he noticed that easily enough with her refusal to move away. In fact, the girl herself even acknowledged her lack of movement... claiming she 'probably should' be stopping his advances. When she spoke of him pushing the line at every opportunity, it reached his ear as hypocrisy due to the simple fact that she'd spoken his new nickname with such a flirty tone. No... that probably wasn't intentional from someone like her, but it didn't stop the throbbing in his loins even as Miko's rear shifted away from it. Ah, but an erection would not be left lonely for long. Calling 'tag', she reached out to make contact with the clothed member. Finally, forward progress! Clothes or not, a girl was touching his hard-on intentionally! "Gh─!" he sounded reflexively. Was this going to become the hottest moment ever? Maybe it would! She was following his shaft toward its base, and was soon unzipping his pants again. Not one to lose the momentum, Yugi reached out to place his hand upon her other hip ─ where he'd even reach around to try squeezing her rear again. Ah, but Miko's intention wasn't so devious; she was actually attempting to get her undergarments back. She'd find however, that all those movements recently resulted in her panties being wound around the masked lad's stiffness. Much like a pair of wired headphones shoved into a pocket, they'd become quite the convoluted mess in there. . .

Speaking of convoluted messes, the discussion Saori had with Kazu was about one such thing. She thought to avoid the lad by keeping away from the others, further implying a desire to render him unconscious if his madness reached her elsewhere. "Could you not? He's still a teen here, and I don't want to get some boring, ugly teacher just because you lost your job for incapacitating a student. What would I have to look at in class then?!" he pleaded. Regarding her favor, or rather the more important part of it, Kazu was stunned. That number of attractive adult women didn't belong in the same room on this side of the world. Naturally, he had questions aplenty ─ questions Saori would begrudgingly hear. "First: Is anybody else having these kinds of issues? Second: Regardless of the first answer, is anyone in that picture available? Third: Why are ALL OF YOU knockouts?! And the main request: Can you put in a good word with anybody who might take it?"

[Apollymi]

Ideals of balancing aside, both teens seemed to have some things that mattered more as both topics of conversation and physical acknowledgement. In Miko's case, her brain was resetting her understanding of deviance. If a hard piece of meat was to be considered proof of interest then this lad held some interest in her. If his constant desire to touch and be touched by her was an indication of desire. Then she was desired. The logic of normalcy said she should stop him, but... her own nature didn't necessarily agree. She'd rotated intending to continue their game and progress. Ah, but in removing her rear from the lad's lap, she replaced it with her hand only to hear a reflexive gasp. Her eyes were immediately drawn upwards and she started at him, her eyes sparkling with some unknown emotion. "I like that sound..." she murmured. Could she make it happen more? Maybe she'd be finding out. As she was currently struggling to free her underpants from his trousers. She tugged a few times but found his bulge moving with the panties every time she tried to get them. She'd very essentially be moving his cock around directly with the pressure of her hand on the outside of his pants to rub against him. Two points of friction accidentally applied. His reach around her, wasn't for the purpose of steadying her, no it was more deviance. But she was starting to realize, she didn't mind it. "Would I be out of line to assume you did this on purpose, O-men-kun?~" she asked a point of sheer curiosity, while giving a little slack only to pull a bit more firmly after a wiggle trying to work it free. She was pouting visibly struggling to free her panties without causing him extra injury. Miko's brow furrowed in concentration, she didn't know the sensitivity of meat, but she definitely wouldn't want to handle him too roughly, that wasn't in her nature.

Meanwhile, Saori had a plan for dealing with Asta, but it was one which Kazuhiko assumed would get her fired from her job. Strangely enough he took issue with this, as a boy who was in one of her classes. A look of surprise crossed Saori's face for a moment after hearing the lad's tirade. She could almost appreciate his sentiment. Almost. Still, a sigh escaped her, "I'd hope you'd look at your textbook. That would be a great start... Also I make no promises," she said with nothing but snark to offer the lad about his lax study habits. Moving on from these points his questions were rather different. Though they covered the topics she assumed they would, their order and asking ocnditions were... 'nice'. Yes, that was the only way to describe it. "One other has a similar kind of issue. Two of my friends settled early out of college... in ways the rest of us wouldn't have, for people they shouldn't have. It's Miko's Aunt so she's already well on her way to fixing her own problems, though I am sure she would accept. She's on... a bit of a bender currently," she expressed of his first question. "Most everyone else is unconscious presently, we're partying. You'll understand when you arrive. If you are asking for later or otherwise, that's mostly up to them, I'll leave them the decision when they're done acclimating. Speaking of I haven't explained any of the unreasonable things... they are all very drunk so I was going to wait until they sobered up." that was the answer she'd give to the second question. "As for our status as knockouts... we are what we are, it has always been the case. And I am by their understanding the youngest of them so... I don't know ask the grandparent generation I guess." she said about the looks of her friends. And his main request was... for her to put in a good word for him. "I already did that... it was part of me, suggesting you, potentially when Omi-chan was upset about her situation," she offered earnestly. It wasn't as if she thought badly of him, especially not in the current situation.

[Bloodedge]

A reaction crept up through Yugi's throat ─ one Miko took immediate notice of. She immediately commented about liking the sound. What a strange thing that was to hear. That sparkle in her eye was equally unusual, yet oddly erotic. Who would he be to complain? Regardless, there was an issue at hand... if it could be called such. Miko tried to reclaim her panties, but all she accomplished after multiple tugs was moving the cock pressed under her other hand and a layer of denim. Yugi came to realize something very quickly, having the direct sensation to work with. During one of those tugs, the fabric of panties was clearing his tip and certainly taking with it the preejaculate he'd been working up during that grind session. If he'd been freed instead of held down, things would have been easier. Instead, Miko was only managing to lift those panties up to the base of his shaft, which they were firmly looped around. It probably would have been quite difficult to deal with, bar the hand still applying pressure. The jerking sensation had him gripping Miko's rear with increased purpose, even to the extent that his arm would be pulling her inward. Was he doing something on purpose? Actually... "Is on purpose good? If so, I─ah!" he halted suddenly from that last tug at his base. "Definitely on purpose! Or not! Whatever's good!"

If he couldn't look at her during class, Saori hoped he'd look at his textbooks. Well... that was stupid. If given a choice between the two, he and every other lifeform with a dick should have an easy time selecting. "Yeah, no. I choose ignorance over losing that view any day," he said with abject seriousness. Holding the phone between his face and shoulder, Kazu began slipping into his new getup starting at the bottom. At some point, he'd become completely nude while fooling around with Kei, and now had to reapply every article. While dealing with that, he heard about Saori's friend group... which included the aunt of Miko, who seemed to be in a similar state to the girl herself. "Aren't we all? If you ask me, there's no better time to be on one," he replied. Any dealings with the rest of Saori's group was in the hands of fate and their opinions of him, it seemed. Well, Kazu had been given some very good advice to help with such situations recently; perhaps he'd make use of it? Whether he did or didn't, he'd first have to reach the group. "Thanks for the vote! I'll handle the rest. I'm just coming off a date though, so give me a few minutes? Oh, and shoot me a signal so I can find the place."

[Apollymi]

Miko heard a noise from the masked boy and it was one she liked. Her inexperience would lead her to fully understanding what she liked and why she continued to act in ways she found abnormal to her own nature. Currently speaking she wanted to make this lad keep making noise, even though that was quite dangerous to their little game. Ah, but she hadn't lost track of the sounds... she'd not heard that second door yet. There was still. time. She'd spoken of his boundary crossing but she saw one in front of her, and now wanted to toe that line for maximum effectiveness. Her jerking motions ended with her underwear trapped around his shaft near the top, having dragged through the wetness created at the tip of his meat. What was more, he became more reactive after having his shaft jerked around a bit. "Sou ka... it might not work the way I want," she murmured softly. So now was the time to free his cock from the front, but she was still following it up to the base with the hand she previously used to hold it in place. From the outside she traced it upward, applying just enough pressure to know where it was... and then she was pulled closer his hand firmly on her bottom. Still he made another noise and a little chirp would escape the girl as well, "Chii♪~" the little sound slipped from between her lips due to the caress of that moan against her ears. She was even pulled closer, while facing him with that hand on her rear. 'Maybe he really does like butts... though mine isn't big maybe it doesn't have to be?' she thought quietly. "I don't think either option counts as bad, O-men-kun..." she said softly. Ah, but there was still that second mobile hand which found her underwear near the top of his shaft, and would begin, dragging them down. She'd trace the line of his meat inside his pants but over his boxers, her full intent just to free him. She used all the care that one would use to free a trapped animal, but... she watched him the entire time while she moved her fingers. It was like she was waiting for a call to stop or even to feel more embarrassed about her actions, but she felt nothing, even as she went and slipped those under things over his wet tip. Her finger incidentally dragged through that wetness which was spread across the underwear as well.

Meanwhile, it would seem that Saori's problem student would choose ignorance over losing his view of her during her class. While that was flattering from a purely physical perspective, as a teacher it was a bit disheartening. "I obviously chose the wrong profession..." said with a sigh. She didn't even know how she got to this point, but she'd done everything she could to keep kids engaged with the material and instead what she got was... kids enamored with her. Kei for her part in this was also getting dressed and even willing to lend the lad a bit of assistance while he dressed as well. In the meantime the mention of benders was taken well enough. "Yeah, we probably all are..." she said with a casual glance over to her 3rd to 4th bad decision of the week, Jin. Meanwhile, Kazuhiko wanted some kind of signal after thanking Saori for her vote of confidence with her friends. "You don't have to thank me for that... I was just honest..." she claimed knowing she'd not done anything to oversell the lad by any leap in the imagination. Still, there was the matter of how he would find them. "I could always just send you the address, so you could use your GPS... and not do anything too crazy~" she mentioned with a casual eye roll, which wasn't visible to anyone but was definitely necessary. "Take your time, she's only half awake anyway, Ja ne." she claimed easily, just to go on to hang up the phone. And also send him the address to GPS for his use, which was... not too far from where they were staying.

[Bloodedge]

Anyone could have figured out how impossible Miko's current plan of retrieval was. With her occasional soft speech and melodic voice so close to his face, things would only become more ridiculous. He was throbbing from that alone. Adding to it the sensation of her hand pressed against his erection, as well as the feeling of those tugs, Yugi could see himself being done-in under her parent's bed without any major progress toward true debauchery. "Aa─I know one way it could work~" he moaned, thinking to share a deviant idea or two. Alas, it wasn't so necessary. Miko had another plan in mind already, and he had the additional distraction of his hand getting a proper squeeze of her ass. Positioning in that regard was perfect as well. He felt the curve just before cheek became thigh, and his fingers were able to curl inward toward a would-be crack, though halted due to panties and a pair of tights. Still, the general idea was in place. What of Miko's plan though? Moreover, what of the intentional or unintentional actions he'd taken? She didn't think either was bad. In that case... "Right. Half-purposeful. Half-purposeful, full win," he blabbered. Just then, all of Yugi's speech would be replaced by gentle sighs and light shuffling, all while he continued to grope her backside with increasing fervor. Why? Well, apparently Miko thought it was a good idea to dip into his pants and slide her undergarments down the length of his shaft through more direct contact, albeit with the protective layer of his boxers in place. She'd get nothing resembling a desire to stop from his end. No, Yugi's expression was one containing only satisfaction and desire for something greater still. It seemed to take forever, and then... her fingers were at his tip and a damp spot in his underwear, all before the ultimate freedom of her 'prize'. The whole ordeal shouldn't have been as satisfying as it was, but what were Yugi's thoughts on the matter? "Still might have taken something else... It'd probably be an awesome idea to go back in for a check~" he said as if half-dazed.

Saori chose the right profession; Kazu wouldn't let her claim anything else. If she never became a teacher, his life as a student would have been made terrible. "No. No you didn't. Well, maybe you did... but no you didn't," he argued. Of course, Kazu had no solid evidence to prove his point... but who cared? He was Holy Emperor, and thus allowed to say such things! With the help of Kei, he was making much quicker work of redressing. An expected signal from Saori didn't seem like it was coming the normal way, though. No, she suggested instead the use of GPS to track an address. "You wanna do it the boring way? Alright, I guess~" he agreed. Saori was the first to end their call, and Kazu would only lower his phone after slipping one arm into his shirt. Finally, he'd be able to address Kei once more. "Guess that's it for afterglow. Want an escort back before I go? I don't want to make you deal with maybe running into that Sukoro guy at random. If I'm there, I could punch him!"

[Apollymi]

Miko's plan had some hiccups involved, but... the girl was a flexible enough thinker to change the plan when things weren't working. What was more, when her plan became get more noises out of the masked boy, she was rewarded for the care she took in removing her underwear from around his cock. He might have been apt to share information with her, but the moaning had her squirming in his grasp, though not in a bad way. "Hm? Another perverted idea..." she softly spoke to the lad, but once more she didn't seem to be turning him away. She was engrossed in her activity, in making him speak and moan and the like. But so soon, those nimble fingers would actually manage to loose those underwear. And once she had them, she didn't mind anything else. Beyond that point her own body was still being fondled and low panting breaths were escaping her mouth with that reddened face. "Ha...ha...ah♪ You really are doing a lot of touching for not the one tagging..." she mentioned. Her panties back in her hand she was left with stickiness at the tip of her finger from contact. While the masked boy spoke of her going back in to make sure he didn't have anything else, the girl was testing the stickiness of that substance in front of her own eyes. "Just trying to get me back into your pants..." she concluded. Of course, having been in properly once, she couldn't say she minded, but it was obvious she as a bit spaced out. Why? Well a sticky finger had a very particular action to deal with. As such she brought her finger up to her face and licked it clean. Her eyes sparkled for just a second as if she tasted something nice, and she had... but, then she realized something... someone was directly in front of her, clinging to her rear and might have seen her. Did he?

Apparently, Saori thinking she may have chosen the wrong profession was a point to be argued. Kazuhiko claimed that she'd chosen the right one. Perhaps from his perspective, as a teen boy who wanted to look at her, but from a point of professional pride, she definitely didn't feel like she had. As a teacher results were what people went for and she wasn't sure she as an inspiration for learning if all her students just wanted to bed her and weren't actually retaining or using the information provided. "I'll have to take the word of my..." she paused deciding the better of calling him her problem student to his face. Encouragement was what the youth needed in general. "Student on whether or not I chose the right profession... great," she managed with a light air of haughtiness. Still there were worse, things, he claimed she mentioned doing things the boring way and she simply had a logical reason for doing it that way. "In a bar full of drunk, partially spiritually awake people... I'll out myself if I do something like that..." she stated casually. Soon after the hung up and Kei helped him with his clothes. It seemed their afterglow was over but that was no problem. "I don't have to have one or anything, besides sounds like you got another hot date~" Kei chimed in not one to keep the lad from things that amused him. The mention of Sukuto with the wrong name though made her laugh, "Ahahaha~ Ah that's good. No, he's nothing to worry about. I was planning to swing back on spider webs, so even if he saw me... I'm pretty sure I could get him committed to a mental institution or something. Especially after that show he put on today. Though if we see him again, I grant full permission to punch~" she said feeling satisfied with her actions.