Charles Patricius

[Bloodedge]

Charlemagne hadn't given much, if any, opportunity for an agreement before flipping Angelica around. After all, she had already consented in a separate, blanketed arrangement. This was something to be done in the heat of a moment, though perhaps it had come a bit late in Charlemagne's mind. In his understanding, it was an act of foreplay ─ something to precede penetration of any sort. That didn't really matter to him here and now. He had a whim, and he was choosing to follow it through. Such was the true way of adventure, he supposed.

Moving on though, that initial lick of Charlemagne's had the goddess offering a very different reaction to what he'd expected of late. She'd offered no negative commentary, and in fact had her legs press more into his shoulders however, so Charlemagne assumed it to be a positive response. With that in mind, his tongue remained in place ─ billowing in its movements like ocean waves as its tip continually flicked over that little hill amidst the valley. He realized Angelica had made no personal moves from her position. Perhaps he'd managed to distract? What a wonderful thought; he'd be keeping that one to fuel his own efforts.

[Apollymi]

There wasn't much of a break between consent and llterally being rotated around. It was an interesting position to be in, in truth, but there was also the added distraction of Charlemagne himself. Though he didn't know what he was doing as a matter of practice, it seemed he was capable enough at it to keep the goddess in his care distracted. Currently his tongue was moving in wave like patterns against the apex of her sex. She was feeling little jolts of sensation repeatedly which would have made her squirm except she was currently being held in a way which prevented it. Though she'd not gotten to the tongue lashing she'd wanted to give out, she did find herself a bit caught up in the pleasurable sensations, enough that there was a small line of saliva dripping from her tongue onto the skin of his shaft.

From a standpoint of pure speculation, giving mana was supposed to feel good, it made sense that offerings of the self shouldn't be detrimental. Admittedly this seemed like quite an odd way to take, but, it wasn't one she'd argue with. Just the same, Sakura watched with newfound fervor. How long would it be before, Angelica struck back? Surely, she didn't intend to let Charlemagne get away with distracting her? Or maybe she did, Sakura could say from observation that such a thing could be considered the pinnacle of distraction, which was quite odd when one considered that it would also be the easiest way to share information through mana between two individuals. Hm, more observations would be required, but for now, she could see it. After that little bit of drool the movements of Angelica's tongue finally started from about the halfway point up Charlemagne's shaft towards the glans. She'd be taking her time doing this, while relishing in the twitching sensations her loins were giving her.

[Bloodedge]

Charlemagne had all the motivation needed to keep himself going, whether she got around to her half or not. Actually, he could easily consider this choice a first experience that could have occurred much sooner in life. The flavor of buttercream coated his tongue with every lap. He didn't have a chance to experience it before, or perhaps he just didn't realize... but this must have been what Sakura was talking about before.

Speaking of realizations, Charlemagne felt something that wasn't quite a tongue or mouth... though it was certainly connected. A warm, wet feeling cascaded over his shaft, causing a few unintended twitches prior to, and during, a more solid sensation that could only belong to Angelica's tongue. Those twitches became outright throbs then, while Charlemagne remained relatively silent at the other end. Silent was the operative word, of course, as his breathing had intensified once more ─ warm air from his nose and mouth swept over the goddess's undercarriage. All the while, Charlemagne's tongue kept stretching further and further, slithering its way through here folds in a seemingly hungry attempt to reach her canal. Previous lashings against Angelica's nub were instead taken up by the underside of his tongue at the time.

[Apollymi]

Charlemagne seemed to be taking great care in his constant lapping at Angelica's nether. Whether he intended to or not, he was definitely giving her a brand new and somehow enticing experience. It was enough initially to keep her from moving, but eventually the movements of the girl managed to become something more than just the dripping of saliva from her mouth. Her tongue had begun lashing and when it did she was treated to more surprising antics.

A small squeal left her as a sigh into her folds seemed to grant an unknown warmth aside from what she was already feeling internally. Additionally Charlemagne's motions never stopped. His intensified breathing and the stretching of that tongue towards her hole, made her wonder if she shouldn't be doing more, so eventually that tongue reached the tip of his manhood and swirled around it and then her mouth closed around it as well. It seemed most natural to send his pipe towards something which would fit it. What she knew of sex of all non-normal sorts she'd learned from Sakura so she knew it could fit, but still couldn't really imagine it. Just the same, she'd take him into her mouth quite a bit until he reached the back of her throat. The only thing that would bring a gentle stop to her was her own moaning which happened as he progressed forward. Just the same Sakura seemed to be absorbing the position for what it was worth as a spectacle. Hm, perhaps her observations weren't so very learning based now, as she'd begun watching purely because she liked the imagery in front of her. She felt no shame in this and gave her full and unabashed attention.

[Bloodedge]

Charlemagne's efforts were not what one might call... reserved. Though he was but a newborn in the art of cunnilingus, his approach was without reprehension as his tongue slid further and further forward. Angelica's folds were spread by the dragging of his bottom lip, and eventually kept that way by... his chin, of all things. At no point did Charlemagne even think to retract a single part of himself, leaving the entire bottom half of his face to involvement. He realized Angelica was beginning a more conscious effort on her end, and motivation toward responding to said effort came quickly.

Luckily for Charlemagne, he'd already gained some experience dealing with the oral machinations of a goddess. Under any other circumstance, the initial application of Angelica's tongue would have brought about some hesitation in his own behavior, and feeling soft lips close around his glans would have caused a full stop. This was not the case today, even as the blonde inhaled him deeper into her mouth and, by the end of that inhale, her throat as well. Such freedom allowed him to actually reach Angelica's canal with his tongue, while the minor movements of his chin happened to brush over her lovebud at consistent intervals ─ seemingly not in any intentional manner at all, but as a consequence of placement.

[Apollymi]

There was no space given and no breaths taken, Charlemagne seemed content to drown himself in Angelica's loins. And to his credit the sensation of his lower face and tongue prodding at her folds and holding them in the positions he desired was, titillating. More of those moans would have escaped the mouth of the blonde lass but she was quite distracted and her mouth was quite full. Instead only a gentle few grumbles would be heard as she went to work devouring his cock.

Much to her own chagrin there was no real pause from the lad, but it made sense. Unlike her this wasn't a completely new activity for him. Still she couldn't stop the fullness of her mouth and the naturally occurring swallowing motions as her breaths travelled along his length. Each imploring motion of his tongue seemed to bring some kind of swirling motion to his shaft and a vibration to his glans. It was far from a practiced technique on the part of Angelica as well. She didn't even understand the purpose of taking mana like this before it was explained to her earlier, though she was casually aware that all places that could accept mana would do so naturally. Whatever the case, she could feel that building pressure in her loins and it was only pushed urged forward by the advancements of Charlemagne. The lad would eventually find his tongue flowing with the buttercream flavor of her mana as she crested, her legs tightening around his head and her own movements once again coming to a stop.

[Bloodedge]

As he went about drowning himself between the blonde goddess's legs, Charlemagne felt yet another compulsion. He'd been having such things quite frequently of late, but few had been like the present. This particular compulsion was one of a more physical nature, his hips moving of their own accord the more Angelica sent waves of pleasure through his shaft. A thrusting into Angelica's throat occurred without so much as a thought from the lad, but even after realizing what he was doing, he only kept the pace intentionally. It only became easier to do so while an influx of buttercream-flavored juices were flowing onto his lower face and tongue, all to be consumed with the thirst of a desert-dweller.

While a pair of youngsters were delving into each other's unmentionables, the ever-observant Sakura received a visitor of her own. On the arm of her throne sat none other than Mugen, who manifested to her as a phantasmal being due to a spiritual/mental connection he seemed quite fond of forging. He sat casually as ever, joining Sakura's observation of... what seemed to be a rowdy pair of teens learning one another's bodies. "Oh? What an interesting place and... an equally interesting sight. I'll have to find out what your mother thinks of that one," he mused, a cheeky grin on the demon's face as his head tilted for a better view. "How's your trip going? I've been a bit too busy for full observation since I found that Spirit woman."

[Apollymi]

Truly an act of aggression was taking place between Angelica and Charlemagne. The spillage from the body of Angelica was sucked up while her entire slit was being devoured like she was the best meal of the day. At the same time, the lad's hips had started helping his cock work inside her mouth and throat. She took no issues with this and it actually made a lot of the experience much easier, though she was still upside down and a bit crazed. Ah, but this was fine, as long as he could hold her up this way, they could continue onwards. She'd continue allowing her tongue to lash against him as he moved in and out of her mouth and tease him with the warmth and wetness of her throat. Just the same, she had no idea what she was doing, but assumed since they hadn't stopped it was going quite well.

Sakura was soon, not watching this whole situation as alone as she might have normally been. While she watched quite entranced, there was an additional presence sitting on the arm of her little throne. She didn't move her eyes as she knew the feeling of the person sitting next to her. Still a gentle smile spread across her face as the man began speaking. "When I first saw it, I thought it might be something you'd enjoy... Oyajii," Sakura murmured. She was quite used to this sort of thing and would carry on a conversation with her father's spiritually connected shadow as she would have normally. "This place was apparently what the inside of An-chan's place. It's quite nice, the gardens are also nice. It's interesting that Ojii-chan kept it," she mentioned casually as she did everything else. Much like her, the man at her side was appraising the position, though he had questions to ask of her and would thus be available to answer hers as well. She'd give consideration to her father's question before answering. "The trip itself seems to be going quite well. Though humans are far too confusing..." she summarized her current problems. "I noticed your influence on her and I guess hers on you," she said of Martha while her eyes shifted slightly to the side to witness her father's shift in spiritual density. She knew when her father interacted with people but that was simply a matter of understanding mana.

[Bloodedge]

As no negative reaction came in response to his thrusting, even when it became something purposeful, Charlemagne easily assumed Angelica and Sakura were of a similar mind. He'd experienced this once before, when Sakura woke during his deviant antics. What he found when diving deeper into a goddess's throat was not the expected and infamous gagging, but instead... invitation. He found an active tongue that lavished his shaft even as he dove impossibly deep into someone's gullet. This time, he even found a build-up of moisture in the loins of his target ─ as evident by Charlemagne himself basically drinking Angelica's fluids without ever running low. What a strange life he'd found himself in lately. . .

Ah, but he was the only person within the Nexus who found these things strange. Even Mugen, a new viewer to the debauchery occurring between two youngsters, had nothing but interest in how they were performing services for one another. The Goddess of Arcane Wisdom would find herself quite busy soon enough ─ of this he was sure. "You were right about that. I'm sure your mother will enjoy it as well... once she recovers," he said. The demon's spirits were high as always, so he took a very relaxed approach to sitting at Sakura's side and observing her spouses' actions. Strange however, was her current lack of involvement. "An-chan? Is that the girl over there? Damn. I always figured you would be the absolute owner of a harem," he mused absently. "Why aren't you over there?" he asked. Sakura claimed the trip was going well thus far, but also noted the strangeness of humans. Mugen knew of those oddities all too well, both as a culprit and as a bystander. "Humans are only confusing because you haven't lived with them long enough. Something you should understand is that, even among gods, goddesses, demons and everything else out there, your existence is the most confusing to everyone but us. You'll all confuse each other, until... you don't."

[Apollymi]

The invitation into Angelica's throat wasn't one to be ignored. The movements of her tongue would belie a certainty that she couldn't have expressed. It was an interesting way to go about this activity even as one she wouldn't have normally been part of. Her expectations aside, she knew that she was enjoying herself. Her own mana pooled and poured allowing Charlemagne free and easy access to the liquids he seemed so fond of seeking. Just the same her throat gagged none and instead she allowed her body to take the most natural course, even as orgasm began building again. Still the pair had no reason to deviate and now, even Sakura had reason to lightly split her attention.

According to Mugen, Miwa would be enjoying a position like that whenever she recovered. Oddly enough Sakura couldn't help but smile... she had a few curious thoughts about that sort of thing, since seeing Ailen with his apprentice and had a few assumptions to make about this father and his apprentice as well. "I wonder," she gently thought. If her mother would have interesting reactions to the new things that were popping up around the apprentices as well. She supposed she'd ask the next time they conversed. Angelica was indeed the one she was referring to. "Hai, she's great, I like her," mentioned Sakura seemingly pleased about the female addition. As for harems she could only think about it in an odd way. "I don't know about that... After I deactivated the functionality of my soul, I don't seem to be very interested in copulation without some specific interests in mind," she admitted. In truth Sakura hadn't given much thought to the idea of having a harem or not, but she was quite certain that she now had certain desires for personalities and traits that weren't common regardless of sexual prowess.

"I am not participating because my earlier actions don't give the results I desired, even though they should have. And my own understanding of the situation said that if I used my powers to reverse it... it'd be seen as some sort of abuse so I decided to think about it a bit more. I think, humans are weird, they ask for things and then get them in a way they don't expect and then get frustrated or annoyed by the difference. It wasn't initially included in my understanding," she said seemingly almost huffy about it. "Though I also don't see the point in asking someone to behave a specific way, I don't want someone pretending to do something. I want them to do it, it does not feel right otherwise. Is that unreasonable?" she asked of her father. Maybe there was truly a flaw in her understanding. Regardless it would seem that humans were confusing because of a lack of experience surrounding them. She was also counted as an anomaly among the different forms of life known to existence so both sides would have some adjusting to do. Or at least... that is how she took her father's words. His words seemed to imply some growing pains associated with her understanding and given this she'd be compassionate with herself as she learned to navigate her current blossoming relationship.

[Bloodedge]

"You won't have to wonder long. I'm sure you'll see the results ─ you may even experience them in your own way," Mugen stated, his eyes still glued to the pair ahead. There was so much to gain from what those two were doing, yet so much left undone as well. This Angelica Sakura spoke of was almost disturbingly light to look at, but a balance of three souls would soon lead to an ultimate harmony due to that fact. Alas, there was much to be learned from all involved parties. "That's a shame. They could both be bursting at the seams by now. So soft," he observed absently before addressing Sakura's... strange decision. He realized earlier that her mana circuits were not functioning in the normal way, but the reason was unusual. Whatever the case, the admission proved something he expected of his daughter. "I think you get that from your mother. All study, no play... until the play is brought to you under the right circumstances. Or... maybe you even got it from me somewhere down the line. It hardly matters. Take your time; figure out what those interests are," he said, a knowing glint in the demon's eye while looking toward the other two still.

As for the reason Sakura was not an active participant in ongoing sex acts, it was apparently due to an experiment gone wrong some time before. Once more, the lass proved she wasn't only his daughter. "Kuhu! Is that all? That sounds like what the little birdie would do. You should figure out whether you even care how others view your actions before deciding not to. I won't say whether you should or shouldn't; that is for you to determine. That may be your greatest lesson to date. Whether human, god, devil or something else, individuality is the cornerstone of life. You'll never be like humans, and humans will never be like you. Find the meeting point ─ you're already on your way to it." With a brief pause, Mugen pushed away from Sakura's throne. Still invisible to the others, he stepped out ahead and turned to face the lass, leaning forward to reach eye-level. For anyone remotely normal, he could be considered uncomfortably close... but no. He was inches from her face, but capable of smelling the blend of mana on Sakura's breath ─ even what passed through her nose. He could see many signs of change toward something far more familiar to him, and would address that matter after a bit more... parental guidance. Sakura wondered if her thought process was unreasonable, and... "It is. Why do you assume it would be pretending? Humans are selfish creatures by nature. Even if you ask someone to do something, they'll only really do it under one circumstance: if it was already something they wanted to do. Humans are liars by nature. What they show you without intervention is what they think you'll accept of them. That boy you've been with these past few days? I know his type. Not everyone has to be walked or thrown into your world. Some people just need a door to be open long enough to make their own way inside. Does that make more sense?"

[Apollymi]

Sakura very well could, see the results in her mother, or perhaps experience them herself. She wasn't quite sure if that would be the case, given the more tentative nature of those surrounding her. She technically doubted her ability to feel the way her mother did post time spent with her demon father, but... maybe this wouldn't always be the case. Whatever the case, the light that was Angelica was quite intense, and Sakura realized this, she knew her own interaction with the girl would help her, but was willing to give the other pair time since they'd not spent much together. About the pair and their supposed softness she had only one thing to say, "Maybe, I do at least plan to do a bit more... and finishing off the bindings between us," she said of herself an Angelica, if only for the sake of their unborn children. Beyond that her likeness to her own mother seemed to be part of her personality as observed by her father, "Really? I didn't figure I ended up much like her at all. I only deactivated my soul in the first place because I thought it was affecting my decision making," she said. Perhaps she was studying too much. But it wasn't like her studies didn't include fun, in fact they were mostly about the fun, as she chose to understand it. "Still, I'll keep track of what is actually interesting," she commented absently. Her eyes shifting just a bit as she went back to watching the goings on.

Unique though that position was, it was easy for her to carry on a normal conversation with this particular parent of hers. He was a pretty active point in her life. What was more he claimed that she should first figure out if she cared about what someone thought of her, before changing her actions around said persons. She gave that a bit of consideration in the moment. She'd not tampered with time immediately because it sounded like the sort of thing that Charlemagne would consider an abuse. Given this she could say that she at least cared a bit what he thought of her. Angelica was someone she liked and didn't want upset with her so that was a consideration as well. Perhaps then the real reason she'd not acted was because of them and not because of her own thoughts over the action itself? She'd have to think about it a bit more. "Sou, yes... that is all. I'll keep going until I figure it out then," she said summarily. As for the little bird she knew that to be a reference for one of her other fathers. As such she could account for any likeness without thinking too much about it. As a being she was the sum of her parts, multiplied. She wouldn't forsake any aspect of herself simply because it wasn't useful in the moment.

Still her father was soon standing before her in a manner which most would have considered uncomfortable close. This would have been especially true given human concepts of things like personal space and appropriate nudity. Unsurprisingly given her own affect, Sakura didn't seem bothered by her father's lack of boundaries. She found herself looking into his eyes as he looked into her. Moreover apparently she was being unreasonable. It wouldn't be pretending if she told Charlemagne how she wished for him to act according to her father. Mugen thought the lad didn't need to be thrown into the deep end, and instead simply needed a door to be left open for him. "It would be normal to assume he'd be pretending. He doesn't always act the same way, and the way I liked seemed to happen only as a direct response to his power activating and force correcting something I was experimenting with. He even said a few moments ago that he wouldn't just use power like that so it's really does seem like it requires care to approach," she said of the actual situation. Beyond that point though she could understand what her father was saying. "But what you're saying does make sense, at least more than I've managed to make of it myself," she said her head gently inclining. She didn't want to accidentally headbutt him or anything of the sort, still he had a great deal of insight into the human boy to whom she was attached.

[Bloodedge]

Sakura's personal development was worth taking note of, Mugen thought. Her eyes and hair showed obvious influence not directly from the Void, but certainly connected to it. She'd really been internalizing and possessing whatever was taken from that Holy Grail. "Finishing off, eh? Seems like you're on your way to doing much more than that. You're almost done with an ascension, from the looks of things," he commented during close observation of Sakura's newfound self. A soul that had been desynchronized from mind and body would have interesting effects as well, but Mugen's primary interest was alterations occurring regardless of that little shift.

Regardless of Sakura's decisions, she had an obvious place alongside those two younglings. Munetsuchi's resident princess was finally becoming ready to make changes across the greater world, whether intentional or otherwise. First though, she had much to figure out ─ as admitted by Sakura herself. As long as she kept progressing, all would be well. "Good choice. Your limits are nonexistent. The more you push the limits of this world, the more you'll become... yourself," he advised, offering only a slight amount of cryptic undertone to his daughter. "Were you planning on finishing that ascension soon? It seems very familiar. I could... give a push," he added, seeming somewhat curious.

Moving on, Sakura didn't quite grasp the intricacies of mortal life. Mugen would have expected another of her fathers to cover such information, but... apparently that was not to be. A sigh passed the demon's lips before he answered. "No ─ it wouldn't be normal at all. Would you pretend just because someone wanted you to? Anyone capable of doing that and following it through, is already a goner spiritually. That boy is a mess that still hasn't pieced himself together yet, but in spite of that, it's natural to be a different version of oneself from time to time. I'm sure you've experienced that yourself by now, hm?" Mugen questioned with an elevated brow. "Besides... a power and a personality don't have to be synonymous ─ especially when the power isn't part of the original soul. Ever imagined taking a million years of mana transfer over the course of a few days? Because you've paired up with a result of that."

[Apollymi]

Sakura did intend to finish off the binding of the trio herself to avoid any future problems between them. That being said her father was taking a thorough observation of her person. He claimed that she was well on her way to an ascension of some sort. She could see that, given the interactions with an upgraded existence and her own internalizing of the darkness which had originally been tainting Charlemagne's Holy Grail. "I noticed, but I wanted to see something first..." she said of the ascension which was to come.

Regardless Sakura seemed to be a truly studious type of individual. She fully acknowledged her shortcomings even if she didn't quite understand why they were considered that way. She would be commended for her choice to keep trying to figure things out and given more advice from Mugen about it. "Become, myself... " she repeated that seeming to not truly understand the cryptic nature of it, but liking the way it sounded. She wasn't quite sure what that meant but could assume it would make more sense in the long term. Regardless when asked about her potential ascension she nodded. "I figured I would do it after or while interacting with An-chan. He was quite insistent on nothing going too far while excluding her..." she said of Charlemagne and her own developments. "I would take a bit of assistance for complete understanding," she said of any help provided by her father.

Beyond this point, he'd keep his explanations up. Apparently she was truly behind on understanding humans and their interactions. She supposed only so much could be learned from observation and she didn't have as much life experience so it was only natural that some things not be utterly clear. There was also the lack of understanding of certain moral or value based judgements which happened due to her difference in logic. Still she thought to answer his question, "No, I wouldn't pretend, but I am also not expressive by human standards. But humans seem to, or is the amount of deception that goes into hiding their desires not to be considered a form of lie?" she asked a very logical question for her. She still didn't understand all the strange nuances around the nature of human personal interaction. "I would say I act how I feel in the moment..." she said of her own personal experiences. Still, she supposed if the answer to her question went one way, then it cleared up an aspect of her understanding. Mugen also claimed that power and personality weren't synonymous. She supposed humans often felt that way because they often did have power to start with, but the ideations about Charlemagne's current but still broken self did make a bit of sense. He'd recently become something much bigger than he could have been and was technically processing something much larger than he could be. She'd always been very understanding of his situation but the magical aspects of it apparently also needed some care. "Sou ka, I suppose that could make sense of the personality differences and a few other things," she summarized after going through several tangent thoughts. She could use that information and she'd internalize the lessons being presented.

[Bloodedge]

"To see what?" Mugen questioned. Sakura was always one to experiment, sometimes to the effect of inactivity. Once more, Mugen thought it was something she got from her mother... or that elf. Sakura could have ascended already, but something was holding her up. What could she have been investigating? "Now I'm curious," he admitted. It seemed Sakura did intend to complete her ascension some time around her interaction with the 'purer' goddess. Sensible as that was, Mugen believed she'd have a much better time doing things in a different direction. Her acceptance of assistance, however, may be something to prove useful in ensuring Sakura made the best choices along her path. "Ho? I think you'd do better mixing pure light with pure darkness. Balance is the name of the game with results. That one over there is an instinctive creation machine, and the boy is only tapering it. If you let my daughter out, you can destroy all those useless little barriers between them, and a lot of pointless additions along the way," he instructed, tapping the girl's forehead with one finger.

Sakura wouldn't pretend if asked to behave a certain way. She thought this to be the case because she was different, but she was so far from the truth in that regard. "All things untrue fall into the realm of lies, but not all lies are bad. Some lies are only lies in this reality. Either way, you're on the wrong track. You wouldn't pretend; humans wouldn't pretend. Humans ─ mortals in general ─ act on self-preservation. They'll be themselves, but hide the things others may not like. They'll even lie just to save themselves ─ physically, spiritually, or even emotionally. It's not just them, either, but that's another story for another day. Trauma tempers the soul and shows its true self; you just have to find the right form of trauma for the right soul. So... what will you do now?"