Charles Patricius

[Bloodedge]

In a single moment, something that would echo across time and reality itself was established. Neither party could know the strength of their current exchange, but it was immediately rooted in the fabric of the multiverse for those who could see or exist between dimensions. While that happened, a few developments were taking place atop Iino Miko's bed. Her legs parted and surrounded Yugi's head. Her body supported its weight with her elbows, and beyond his line of sight... things were becoming more interesting than ever before. The only thing capable of stopping his laps at her loins, was the sudden feeling of a tongue on his cock. Not being able to see Miko's end of the equation was proving quite the boon. What he couldn't see, he couldn't expect. What he didn't expect, he felt in ways that couldn't be imagined. Those first few licks were thus the cause of some minor hip jerks, similar in nature to a tickle response, but accompanied by gasps that cascaded over Miko's undercarriage. The masked one would have to stabilize himself... so he did by wrapping his arms around the girl's thighs, allowing her weight to be bared against his upper body with a slight lean back.

Nozomi had no interest in half a beer... or half a man, though Yasuyuki could only interpret the singular exchange. He groaned, wondering what to do with the remains of his can. "Hrmph. Hate to waste a good one like this. It'll be fine. I'll keep it to get myself going in a few minutes. I'll be right back up and ready, alright? Might have some time to fool around too. Kid, you could see your first threesome if you're still alive," he said, laughing his way into a slumped position atop the couch, one foot atop the coffee table and all. His eyes closed, and Kazuhiko's widened. Such a reaction was partially due to Yasuyuki's ignorance, but mostly because this human woman was showing signs of a very 'goddess' approach to something obviously inhuman. As she worked him into her mouth and swabbed with her tongue, a hand slipped down his shaft as well. By the time that hand applied its grip and dexterity to his balls, Kazu was sighing gently without cease ─ even pumping his hips lightly, unconsciously. He had another look down Nozomi's robe... and experienced maximum confusion. "A... nap?" he wondered aloud.

[Apollymi]

The echo of 'sixty-nine, nice' was something which many wouldn't know the start of, but... in the moment it became solid a few observers were aware. How interesting was it, that one of the most initially innocent individuals, would play such a direct role in one of the most deviant memes to exist across creation? Well, quite high actually, but that wasn't worth extra thought currently. No, both teens were making their way into a new kind of situation and both were going to dive deeply into something new. Miko for her part in this was given more access to the lad's body by his own posture. So easily did she find herself capable of licking at and tonguing the young man's cock. She too was sure there was something there she liked, but she hadn't quite figured it out yet either. Instead of harping on it though, she began to enjoy the rest. The texture and taste of a cock was something new, her own disorders made it so she felt compelled to dive fully into her exploration of this body part. Her tongue and mouth were used to explore and each and every movement initially seemed to be just figuring it out. But after she became sure of its dimensions she gained boldness. Eventually, those licks would give way to her opening her mouth and closing it around the head, her tongue would swirl but it would know the warmth there in. All the while, her own loins were becoming wetter and building up that strange fluttering that had started before. She couldn't see what the masked boy was doing, but it was sparing her extra embarrassment at this point. As such she simply allowed her body to react naturally, her legs being used to guarantee her position and occasionally the muscles there in twitching as she moaned happily over the strokes of tongue within her folds. Just the same... a very quiet woman was moving up the stairs. Iino Risa had spent most of her child's developed life learning how to move in such a way as to not wake her. As such she easily found herself at the top of the stairs standing in front of the girl's closed bedroom door. The sounds coming out of it, made her brow raise and so quietly would she open the door to peek in. With both teens distracted she'd catch a quick view. Her daughter and the prime minister's son, in a very non-traditional 69 while noting the prime minister's son had quite the blessing going for him. 'Atta girl. To be young, spry and adventurous.... good job kids.' she thought almost absently. Only to close the door, knowing full well she'd play minor defense for the kids of their fathers asked too many questions.

Meanwhile, Yasuyuki didn't want to waste a beer, but was content to waste the potential of his wife. How blind could a man be? Apparently the answer was... completely. He slurred his speech claiming a readiness in a few minutes after catching a nap. He even seemed to think himself capable of swinging a threesome at some point..., which would have brought a scoff form his wife, if her mouth hadn't been currently full. If he thought himself capable of taking his wife and a second woman he was sorely mistaken, and if he thought his wife would consent to a threesome with the girl he'd chosen he was stupid, her standards for women was so much higher than his and had been since even before she knew it was reasonable to like women. But no matter, she was currently playing with a lad's cock like she knew exactly what she was doing, because she did. Kei's earlier warning to the lad had been truthful, a woman who knew what she was doing, was very different from the teens experimenting. Even now, she was working his cock and balls like it was something she could and would do at any point in time. By the time he stopped to question things, she was pully back and flicking the tip of his cock with her tongue. "Yeah, he's a blackout drunk. He'll sleep for hours after drinking himself to sleep. It's been a problem since we were in college..." she explained the situation. That husband of hers, really wasn't all he thought himself to be, but that wasn't her concern. Instead she closed her mouth back around Kazuhiko's cock and those fingers playing with his balls would eventually find themselves moving just a bit. A finger would ever so deftly slip towards his rear hole, there was always one way to make sure a man came hard and that was... to play with his prostate. You could get quite a drink out of an individual doing something like that, which was exactly the kind of thing she thought of when making her decision. As a girl who'd shotgunned her fair share of beers in her party days, there wasn't much fear in her soul, only desire to test the limits to to speak.

[Bloodedge]

Though the ideal state of the position called '69' was not found, it didn't seem to matter at all. In fact, he found it better to take a more natural approach that didn't adhere to any preconceived notions. Who applied a meta to sexual positions anyway? Well, he supposed it would always be impossible to see what was happening at the other end, so it didn't matter much either way. He was becoming distracted in multiple ways, to numerous effects. One one end, the evolution of Miko's technique from test licks to taking him into her mouth, had him jerking and hesitating again. On the other end, her growing moisture had his tongue gliding through her folds, granting just enough reprieve from Miko's efforts to allow continuation. He'd been building up for some time, though, and the dripping had started already. Yugi couldn't foresee a lot of time being available to him, but he was going to make the best of it. Carrying that mentality, he began moving his jaw, opening and closing it to further extend the reach of his tongue from one extreme of her crevice to the other. In doing so, his chin was brushing against her nub at every stroke.

Meanwhile, Kazu was on the fence between the extremes of diving headlong into everything Nozomi had to offer, and something... more calculated. Her actions had him leaning toward the former. Kazu was no stranger to having his dick and balls addressed at the same time, but this was quite different. He only expected Angelica to approach him with such confidence, and they'd gone at it for a millennium or so without cease. This woman was approaching something new with the behavior of someone just taking on the next challenge ─ one she'd been preparing for over the years. Alas, there was something else pulling him toward the calculated approach: the facts about Yasuyuki. Nozomi spoke of the man being a blackout drunk since their college days. How wasteful could a single person be? If he had such an incredible opportunity so close while being overly inebriated, he'd find a path to the quickest sobriety speed-run in history! "I... think I hate tha─aht~" It seemed Kazu had a habit of being cut short by surprises. In this case, Nozomi's hand had been moving along his sack, business as usual... until there was a finger against his asshole. It was a tingle he'd never expected, causing an immediate clench, a throb, and a reclaiming of his full attention. Was she actually going to do that? Did people actually do that? It seemed he'd soon be finding out. . .

[Apollymi]

The ideal of a position wasn't found but that didn't mean that the position itself wasn't good for what it was being used for. Both teens were allowed to explore and develop their initial bouts with oral technique and in Miko's case, she seemed to be enjoying the experience. Easily distracted was something she'd always been, but she found harmony in the chaos taking place and oddly enough the ability to concentrate on her task even as her body kept shifting in the amount of feeling it was having. Actually the movements of his mouth and chin created a near constant increase, to that pulsing in her loins. Over and over she felt it even as her mouth further explored that cock With it inside she tried for care, continuing to allow it deeper and deeper within. Ah, but what of the building sensation, it was too new to ignore and eventually it would reach it's proper peak, a reflexive tightening of her thighs around the masked boy's head would occur and she would sin, albeit with a mouth full of dick which slipped so tentatively back towards her throat that the head would feel the gentle vibrations of her muffled orgasm. Just the same extra moisture would seem to build up in her loins as her body tensed and relaxed in that moment of ecstasy. "Hmmmmhm♪♥~" the sound that wasn't allowed to quite escape would have been far too noticeable, good thing there was a baffle in her mouth and ever so gently down her throat.

Meanwhile, Kazuhiko was being treated to a woman who'd had all the time in the world to fully understand how to handle a man's body. Each was different sure, but there were quite a few things that remained constant. As Nozomi worked him, she seemed to be looking for something very specific. Her mouth returned to the man in question as her index finger found its way towards his rear hole. It seemed that Kazuhiko wasn't fond of the way that Yasuyuki was, nor was anyone else in truth. There was a desire present and she'd be following it, it would seem that Kazuhiko wanted her to, she could feel his cock throbbing and was once again certain of his attention. She looked up at him in that moment giving another playful wink before her finger slipped in, knuckle deep looking to press upon his prostate ever so gently, while her tongue swirled around his cock. Such would be fine, if he was fine with the entrance she was sure he'd recover from the shock of an impending ejection of his bodily fluids directly into her mouth and a little ways into her throat.

[Bloodedge]

While Miko managed a mouthful of dick and a new sensation throughout her body, Yugi was experiencing the gentle crushing of his head between her thighs. It was the sort of experienced found only in dreams, and now... he was living it alongside an unexpected flow of Miko's juices onto his tongue and lower face. That would have been fine, and he could have survived the experience easily... if that was all there was to Miko's climax. He could also feel the start of her throat and every life-altering vibration her moans caused within. He found himself thrusting into that feeling, arms tightly coiling around Miko's lower torso. His tongue abandoned all efforts, lips pressing firmly to her folds as he grunted through those reckless thrusts. He'd be pressing deeper into the girl's throat if unimpeded, and there he'd begin spurting no less than thrice the thick, silken liquid she'd stolen a small sample of earlier.

That memory, if it could be called such, was not the only place ejaculation would be happening. Well... perhaps it was. Kazu stared into Nozomi's face, and there he found a very exciting danger. She was definitely going to insert that finger. Lo and behold, Nozomi did exactly that while holding his erection between her lips, tongue still actively lavishing. He should have warned the human woman about what she was truly signing up for, but by the time he thought about doing so... it was all too late. "Wait, before y-UAGH!" he babbled when that finger slid into his rectum and curled toward an entirely new sensation. It was like she'd found an eject button. Kazu's hips bucked forward, his whole body shook... and what came from his member could not be called ejaculation by any human standards. No, there was an outright deluge of baby batter surging toward Nozomi's mouth. Nothing in this world could stop it; even those who were capable of absorbing mana would fail to deal with all of it. In the meantime, Yasuyuki was stirring just slightly, though not enough to wake again. He did move, though ─ just enough to stretch across the sofa a bit.

[Apollymi]

Miko was experiencing something entirely new. Her body was being overwhelmed by a tingling sensation which seemed to start in the bottom of her stomach and spread to every limb, digit and every aspect of her always firing mind. It was intense and exhilirating and apparently she wasn't the only one feeling something strange. Those moans of hers traveled into the masked boy's cock directly and then... she rather suddenly found him properly wrapped around the rest of her body. She could feel the warmth of his arms around her, and his mouth grunting into her folds as his hips thrusted deeper into her mouth. No, bad feelings occurred form this and she found her throat being spurted into multiple times. A few swallows were taken, which likely only contributed to the sensations he was feeling. "Hommm♪~" the sound remained muffled but she relaxed quite a bit. and tried... to swallow everything though her positioning might not have allowed it. Soon after she was withdrawing but only to ensure her body didn't tighten up too much around him. "I really do like that... best lunch ever♪~" the girl chimed softly, making sure to lick away anything left behind. A part of her strange neurosis, manifesting even in a sexual situation.

At the same time, a human woman was in for a very inhuman experience. It was one of few times in Nozomi's life where her expectations being exceeded might have been a bit dangerous. So easy was it, for her to use the boy's loose fitting clothes and slip up his pants leg. So good was it for her desire to get the better of her, and have her starting something right under her inattentive husband's nose. All the stars aligned for an experience in adventurous deviance. Ah, but she was a danger to herself at the moment, given that little press had a whole different sort of reaction. He'd tried to warn her, but it'd not worked. No... an expulsion happened which was monumental. She'd shot-gunned many a beer before... so the first instinct was to swallow... so she did... but it wasn't enough. She couldn't have swallowed enough to keep up. She pulled away, causing her face and chest to be blasted as well, as the area immediately around her in this hall way and spilling gently into the living room. Nozomi coughed gently her eyes widening, it'd take her a moment or two or four to recover before she even managed to speak. "Eh-hugh! Whoa, that's way more than normal... I really must be blitzed. I've shot-gunned beers less potent... you okay?" she asked of the lad seemingly unconcerned with herself. Though she was still a bit odd, licking her lips, casually moving cum on her face towards her mouth. She'd just had a shower and suddenly she was drenched in semen by a single lad no less.

[Bloodedge]

The masked boy's ejaculation had him drenched at both ends. While his face was soaked in Miko's juices, his cock was only further wetted by the fact that she refused to release him from her mouth during the expulsion. Maybe it was the minor seizure he suffered that had him thrusting into her face? No, that wasn't it at all; it was an active decision of Miko's to swallow without hesitation. Well, he soon wouldn't have to deal with residual semen, as it seemed Miko was content to feast upon the alleged 'best lunch ever' as if every drop was a necessary morsel of sustenance. Finally having a bit of slack from her thighs, Yugi slouched slightly and sank into the afterglow. "That's freaky. Well... like a good freaky? Still freaky," he murmured amidst deep breaths.

Nozomi's surprise was to be expected, but there was nothing Kazuhiko could do about it. He did, however, relish in the sight of her mouth suddenly overflowing with his seed to the point of it cascading onto her face, body and even the surrounding floor. There was even part of him that found satisfaction in the bout of choking she suffered; he wasn't sure where that enjoyment came from. Whatever the case, he couldn't stop staring. Kazu even instinctively tapped his right leg, as if checking for his phone. "That... was awesome. New religion acquired!" he exclaimed, dripping and throbbing away in a manner most excited. "Uh, I mean... my bad? I meant to warn you about that. For what it's worth, it really was awesome to watch though. I can make it up to you if you're... put off... by it..." Kazu's words were beginning to trail a bit. Why? Well, he was easily distracted even from his attempted apology, simply because Nozomi was actively seeking and consuming the remnants of his expulsion like... well, like one of his magical partners would. "... Hot."

[Apollymi]

Miko and the masked boy both experienced something new on the day. Still, Miko found herself enjoying the afterglow the same way the lad did, her body coming to relax quite a bit as she cleaned her plate so to speak. It would seem that the lad heard her happy little utterance at the end of their mutual oral exchange. And he called it freaky... apparently a good freaky but still freaky. That didn't sound wrong to her, nor did it appear that he took any issue with her behavior, as long as that was the case, she didn't mind. "Sou ka, it doesn't sound like a problem though... I'll probably say weird stuff like that a lot. I have a weird relationship with food," Miko concluded, knowing there was too much truth to such a statement. Of course, she probably should have been freaking out about something, but post orgasm she couldn't really bring herself to manage the same level of extreme reaction as normal. As the girl relaxed herself she wouldn't want to leave the lad in a bad position... "Oops I got distracted..." she murmured wiggling just a bit, as if she intended to place herself properly back on her bed and allow the lad the proper freedom to relax. They'd both done something there was no need for anyone's discomfort. Still, the lad's cock had been completely cleaned and she was willing to free him with that in mind.

At the same time, Nozomi was finding out that the lad she'd just given a sneaky blow job to was someone whose ejaculation exceeded human norms. His reaction to such normal prodding was well beyond the norm and the mess made behind it was hilariously proportioned. "No... no... never apologize for making a girl a religion. Never heard that one before~" Nozomi mentioned. She was still trying to clean off her hands and face, as if doing so would make things a bit easier. But still the lad claimed he'd been trying to warn her, and that he could make up for it. "Well, I'm not put off, but make up for anything you like..." she replied. She was a bit more easy going than most and no one was harmed in an incident like this. "Besides, even if you had warned me, I probably wouldn't have believed it... that's crazy~" she claimed directly. At the utterance of hot however, she realized she'd fallen into pretty old habits very recently. She chuckled just a bit, "Habit...probably sounds weird, but I swear this doesn't taste normal. Nut usually just kind of tastes like what it is... but this... I swear it's actually nutty... I can't quite place it, but I swear it's there somewhere..." she claimed while licking her fingers clean.

[Bloodedge]

Miko's 'weird' relationship with food didn't need mentioning at all. Yugi had an exceptional ability to piece things together, but he didn't need it to solve that mystery. It was lunch hour, and she had two snack boxes recently acquired ─ one on each floor of the house. It would be conservative to assume she was a serial grazer. "Ya' don't say..." was his only retort, the slightest hint of sarcasm bleeding through. While he caught his breath, Miko acknowledged her distracted state... but not before basically spit-shining his erection in a way that ensured it wouldn't be disappearing just yet. Her movements thereafter would free him, but how much freedom did he desire? Realistically, only enough to consider the next bout of deviance. Whether Miko had continuation in mind or not, Yugi was not yet flaccid, so he went about tugging on his pants for a full removal. His shirt would be following soon enough. "Still got juice. Might as well take advantage now instead of waiting on it. How long until somebody calls you for lunch?" he wondered casually, as if sex was the only option he'd accept going forward.

Apparently, Kazu was not to apologize for dedicating a religion to a girl. He was quite sure that was becoming a habit recently, but he wouldn't stop something that worked. Besides, any religion was better than the one he came from in Aincrad. Who didn't want to worship gorgeous women? No one he'd care to associate with ─ that much was true. Regardless, his hand was soon outstretched to offer Nozomi a lift. There was no reason to leave her on her knees like that, but every reason to take things somewhere else. "I guess it is pretty weird. I promise it's normal though," he assured, whatever that was worth. It seemed, at least by Nozomi's own assertion, that her senses for magical things were actually quite active. The 'nutty' flavor of his semen had been noted quite a few times in Kazu's recent sexual career, and so had the meaning of someone realizing such flavors. "So like... almond? If it tastes like almond to you, don't worry. That's just the magic~" he said in a way that could seem either flirty... or unnecessarily serious. "But anyway! That was awesome! I didn't know somebody built me with an eject button! Do you have one of those? Wait... no, don't tell me; I'll find it!" he rambled. Kazu could very easily multiply his own excitement over nothing. It wouldn't even take much time to do so, but there was another matter keeping things manageable. "Oh, and I was thinking ─ how much payback are you trying to get here?"

[Apollymi]

For her part in this conversation, Miko realized that she didn't have to explain herself so much. With so little information to go off of, the lad before her had found her deepest secret. She knew he didn't need her to comment on things, but still, she would engage so he wouldn't be talking to himself. Unless of course, that was a personal preference of his, still that sarcastic remark would earn the lad... a pout. Her cheeks puffy as she relaxed in her butt up position with her legs freely tucked beneath her form. "Pfft♪~ I do say..." she uttered with the tiniest hint of playful displeasure. Whatever the case, it seemed the pair could move on. She'd admitted to getting distracted and could see and before she parted with it, feel that the lad had lost no part of his erection. The casual conversation between them would only progress as the masked boy acknowledged wanting to continue as easily as he mentioned everything else, Miko wouldn't be arguing that point for lots of reasons already but the question of how long they had before an interruption came was so specific. "Hm..." she paused going very quiet and closing her eyes. in so doing she seemed to be straining her ears, and she could hear... her mother moving around in the kitchen at a casual pace. "Eh? 20 minutes... maybe a little longer... Mama's making Onigiri, so assuming she already put on the rice soonish. But... there are a few variables and I have my snack boxes already..." she said giving everything proper consideration. "Is that enough time?" she wondered curiously. Sex was supposed to be a rather time consuming activity... especially if it was done for the sake of both individuals being happy with the outcome.

Meanwhile, Nozomi was being assured that the oddity of this lad's blown load, was normal for him. In the meantime, there was the matter of the nutty flavor she was sure had touched her tongue, and it would be the young man claiming magic made it taste like almonds. And he said that as if it was something he'd been told before. "Sou, well... if magic exists and it does that... seems good to me~" Nozomi said, a foodie through and though, she was already snacking on her friends even jokingly such a thing would only make it better. That hand up was taken as they conversed and she seemed to be quite interested in this lad's bad behavior and his general excitement. It would keep them spry to hang out with someone who seemed to be so very excitable. She could understand Saori's interest, even if that woman only liked this sort of thing in smaller doses. "Of course, men have an eject button, they just don't often let anyone press it~" she claimed. She often found herself doing the same thing in her past, it was one of the more amusing things she'd figured out in her youth. Women also had them as he seemed interested in finding out. Though his excitement led to the statement that he didn't want to know, that he'd rather figure it out. "Hai hai... though I don't see it being an arduous search..." Nozomi claimed. She knew how to make women 'eject' as well, and given the sheer size and mass of his tool, she'd assume he did as well. But perhaps he hadn't figured out exactly how it worked yet, she wouldn't judge, and only found it amusing that she might be around for the true discovering. And then there was his most recent question. She gave a cursory and almost annoyed glance backward, at her husband. Unconscious on the couch not even understanding how he was being outclassed. How much payback did she want? "All of it?" she said with an upward inflection. "I realize that probably seems like too much but I definitely feel like he wasted 10 years of my life... I feel like I'm owed equivalency for all the fun I missed out on agreeing to be tied to him while I was young..." Nozomi admitted. She realized that was likely vindictive, but she would never call herself the most emotionally stable of their friend group. No... that was surprisingly enough, Rangiku.

[Bloodedge]

The masked boy had abandoned all notions of keeping prepared for interruption. Over the coming moments, he'd be discarding every article of clothing he had, bar the mask itself. He'd go for full nudity without care. The fact that Miko had nothing negative to say about his stripping implied an interest that she would confirm by answering his question. Her mother's cooking would presumably take 20 minutes or so, she claimed. Variables were a given, but frankly... he didn't care much about the time. Was 20 minutes enough? "No," he answered as the final piece, his shirt, was tossed to the floor. "But that's not gonna stop me. I've got some ideas that you won't like... except you also will, I think. See, there's something I realized you're missing from that game earlier. You're pretty bad at being sneaky. So... if it comes down to the wire, you should try..." He paused for only a moment to think of the proper wording. "Fucking in plain sight without getting caught. Full NTR plot-style, right under their noses! I can make that happen if you're good at following instruction. Trust your co-op partner!"

Nozomi didn't question Kazu's claim of magic. Surely she thought he was joking around or something. That would have to come up again later. Moving on, the topic of an 'eject button' for either gender was pushed aside by the idea that he'd have no issues finding it in women. Kazu had no issues having his own pressed mere moments ago, but he'd have to think about what the equivalent might be. He'd actually seen and noted the effects from Angelica and Miko, though the latter was a special case of Order's power in use beyond the first instance. How would he make it work with effort? Time would tell. First though, there was a question of how much vengeance Nozomi sought. She answered... all of it. Ten years was a very long time to humans, and she felt ten of hers had been wasted. Ten years, she was owed. Kazu couldn't commit that much time the same way some time-space travelers could, but he could certainly make up the difference in other ways. "Hmm. How about this? I can make up a year per hour!" he suggested first, still being a bit off in what he considered 'normal' sex. "And if you're being vindictive about it... this is as much your house as it is his, right? So it shouldn't matter where you decide to do something? I dunno... I'm kinda new to this, but those are my thoughts so far~" he said, bashfully rubbing his scalp.

[Apollymi]

The masked boy was abandoning all hope of remaining clothing. Miko watched seemingly entranced as he removed everything from his body except his mask of course. She knew he had rules to follow, but it was still rather odd to see someone completely naked except for something blocking their face. 'Is this venerability? Maybe? Well, I can't argue with what I'm seeing...' Miko thought as she continued to watch with only a hint of bashfulness, which was established only in a moment that her eyes met his. Well, Miko was still wearing one thing, that camisole, she supposed in fairness to his how of nudity she should be naked too. But in keeping with their gamer parameters she'd allow him to remove it himself. Beyond that Miko's approximation of 20 minutes wasn't enough time. but the masked boy had an idea, one she wouldn't like but that she would. "I'm not naturally a sneaky person," Miko mention. It was true the girl could be called evasive. "Waah♪~" the noise that fell from Miko's mouth was one of absolute surprise. "That's so devious," she murmured. Still... nothing about the way that idea sounded hit her ears wrong. Rebellion in youth was considered normal after all, she could consider it part of being brave. "I trust you, with every fiber of my being," Miko confirmed, as odd as that was. She'd be alone with this lad for only a few minutes, but she held certainty about him in those building minutes, regardless of anything else he had going on... "You want to take this off me too?" she asked about the camisole, she wouldn't stop him and it was yet another thought of her... natural inclination of trust.

While a bond of trust and cooperative partnership was forming in Miko's memories, a slightly older woman was discovering fun for quite a bit. Yes, it was the fun of revenge in exchange for the ten years of her life wasted on a man who couldn't properly value her, but that was neither here nor there currently. Apparently, Kazuhiko planned to make up for her missing time, a year per hour... she looked at the young lad her head tilted to the side... "Just for clarity, 10 years to 10 hours... that's what you're aiming for?" she asked seemingly surprised. Most people couldn't expect to have sex that many times in a day.... moreover even if he managed a single burst per hour, that still seemed like quite the bit of physical strain. Granted if he was up for it, she couldn't turn him down. His other bashful suggestion was to be properly vindictive and do what she wanted, wherever she wanted as this was her house too... Her head tilted slightly wheels turning. "Youth huh? That's what's been missing, nothing like being young and a spiteful~" she claimed. "Great idea, let's do it!~" she claimed. No limits on travel in the house, no stopping until the years were quantified and her husband... would eithe rsleep through it, or wake in the middle sometime to find out exactly what an open relationship actually looked like. It was brilliant.

[Bloodedge]

Sneakiness may not have been an aspect of the one called Iino Miko. Perhaps she could benefit from developing a little, though. The masked boy had a pension for sneaky behavior that he was more than willing to share ─ especially with someone he could be sneaky alongside. Devious? Yes, it was. Fun? Yes, it would be. By the time he had every useless article removed from himself, Yugi only wondered about the amount of trust Miko had in him. She claimed to trust him... with every fiber of her being. One brow became visible over the lad's mask as it rose alone. "Really now? That's a strong statement..." he said, staring into the girl's face. His mind kept working even as Miko asked about removing her top. Still staring, he reached out to grab that camisole by the bottom and tug upward immediately. Whenever the article cleared Miko's face, he'd still be there... staring challengingly. "... Prove it."

By Kazuhiko's approximation, ten hours was more of a standard experience. Nozomi didn't seem to agree, however. "Too short? I mean, I don't want to take too much of your time. I also don't want to waste it though, so... ten sounded fair. I've probably got at least twelve to spare though," he clarified. Time didn't matter to Kazuhiko, so long as his comrades didn't need him. There were a few things going on the next day, but it seemed they were more of a late afternoon situation. As for his more specific suggestion about their approach, Nozomi seemed to latch on with relative ease, crediting youth for the added spite. In reality, old wisdom and war tactics were probably to blame... but that didn't matter. Throughout his escapade with Nozomi, Kazu would be learning useful techniques and approaches that would help him in the near future... and in many distant futures that he didn't even know about yet. For now though, he was here to help vindicate a dejected, mistreated woman... and ideally fuck her brain loose ten ways to Sunday, minimum. "Awesome! So uh... sitting rooms are kinda cool?" he said with an upward inflection, gesturing openly toward the room Yasuyuki inhabited.

[Apollymi]

Sneakiness wasn't something that came naturally to Miko, but she was willing to learn most things if it would help her friends in anyway. In this case, she could consider the masked boy a special kind of friend, apart from her already existing ones. Perhaps when circumstances were right she'd make introductions and turn her multiple separate friends groups into one big one. Yes, that seemed like a plan worth... "Box it." she murmured almost absently. Soon after Miko was making a strong statement, her trust in this masked boy likely seemed unfounded but she didn't think that way, the way he sounded, the way he behaved... all of it said he was worthy of her trust. She figured the fact that she was mostly naked in her bedroom with him spoke volumes, but by the time he was pulling that shirt over her head and it feel among the clothes in her floor, he was challenging her to prove her claim. "Hai♪~" Miko chimed softly. Proof was something which would come as a point of offered self in this case. She'd been stripped bare and was meeting his eyes with that blush on her face her lips pouty. As she was currently she positioned herself on the bed in the sitting position with her legs spread wide and her knees up. She'd use her own dainty fingers to spread her lower lips while her eyes shied away just slightly. That blush on her face was far too intense but she'd still manage something. "I gave you permission to store something in my box right? I'm trusting you to put it inside, O-men-kun♪~" she murmured softly, that name being spoken with an intentional inflection as she learned the subtleties of these situations. An offering of herself given what the lad already knew was the best she could go for, but she felt he could be trusted.

Nozomi was in the process of discovering or rather rediscovering what youthful exuberance looked and sounded like. Kazuhiko asked of 10 hours was too short and her eyes widened. "No... no... no, it's not too short. It's ridiculous! I definitely don't need 12 hours of anything but if you have it going like that I take the 10..." she claimed quickly. There was no way there wasn't a group of girls somewhere waiting on this man's return. There had to be, it simply wasn't possible for this to be normal. Moreover this lad's tactics were exciting to think about. As spite was added just for the sake of it, the use of the house became a thing, and his first suggestion. The room her husband was currently blacked out and occupying. A wicked grin spread across her face as she saw the pure irony of the situation coming undone before her. Still, she'd turn and head towards it making sure to offer another little peek under that robe as if she'd not teased him enough already. "That's diabolical... coming up with something like that while your face is so cute~" she claimed still, she wouldn't be the one to withhold in a moment like this... she'd even casually bend herself over the table as if to make an offering unto the lad in question... all while technically facing her sleeping husband.

[Bloodedge]

Both parties sporting their full birthday suits led to a new agreement. Miko claimed she trusted him to an extent that one certainly shouldn't trust a person they'd recently met, and now she was to prove that faith. His challenge met her fluster, but not her resistance. Yes, deviance had taken over officially. Miko even took a rather massive step, presenting herself in a manner that surely came directly from hentai. Sitting, legs raised at the knee and folds spread, she was free for the taking. She did give her permission to store something in her box. From someone like Iino Miko, that gesture did seem about as trusting as she could be. One especially had to consider the scenario at hand. Yugi found himself staring into her opening and scooting forward, cock in hand and still lubricated from Miko's earlier activities. "Raw? That's really trusting. Really dumb, but... really trusting," he said as if her decision made no sense. Ah, but would he argue? Of course not! Without much thought, he was already in position and pressing against her opening. Whether Miko decided to have second thoughts about protection or not, it would be too late as his steadied member would be parting her folds on its way in.

Contrary to Kazuhiko's belief, 10 hours wasn't too short for Nozomi at all. She found 10 ridiculous, and 12 undesirably long. Still, she settled on 10. There was indeed a group of girls ─ one that may or may not have been anticipating his return at some point. Kazu didn't mull over things like that. When he met with them, he was the one excitedly awaiting what came of it; that was his approach every time. If they thought similarly... then he must have succeeded somewhere down the line. Such success would be what he sought here and now, hoping to have Nozomi as excited about the coming moments as he already was. Apparently, his suggestion was diabolical ─ especially coming from a 'cute' face as Nozomi put it. Well, there was no opposition. In fact, she was already on the move and further teasing the lad's eyes along the way. This time however, he was following, loosening his obi and tugging his hakama downward. By the time those hakama had fallen to his ankles, Kazu was standing right behind the woman. His erection settled over her rear as both hands rubbed their way up bare skin to lift that silk robe. Kazu actually seemed like a kid at Christmas the way he peeled that article out of the way. Ah, but that 'kid' quickly became a man on a mission when his hips drew back. His member slid down Nozomi's crack until it cleared. Once that happened, there seemed to be something akin to gravity causing perfect alignment between loins, allowing him to press against Nozomi's folds and prod her entrance right away. Maybe she felt a literal tug, or maybe she didn't; it made no difference to Kazu. "I'm not sure I can be the diabolical one when you came here specifically," he commented.