Charles Patricius

[Bloodedge]

"Indeed," Ailen agreed from... a scholarly perspective, of course. Anais did indeed plan on humoring him. She continued whispering about what an excellent idea some 'cooperative music' between them would be. What could he do but whisper back? "That is quite understandable. I am admittedly distracted beyond belief myself, given this new intense desire to... compose, you have" he said, playing along with the word choice in case someone happened to overhear and ruin her intended secrecy. "I'm sure it goes against your wishes to begin now. I can only say that is... regrettable for where I am currently," he added. It went without saying that he hadn't played any music for several minutes now, but there was still a 'beat' so to speak. Perhaps he should have designed this carriage a bit differently. Some dividers would have done the world of good, at least.

Charlemagne would have agreed to that notion. A bit of privacy would go a long way in the current situation. Moreover, even his whispering could only allow him so much. Sakura's reaction was so obvious that she may as well have blurted out his exact words to the others. Ah, and that smile ─ it was equal parts unnerving and arousing, as one might discover in his steadily-growing bulge. "Uh─! Yeah. Good that it works," he said. At the current rate, Charlemagne would be dripping with sweat in a matter of minutes. First though, there was a second dare to take. Anais offered this one, seeming interested in his musical preference for some reason. Even worse, she wanted him to sing a recognizable line from his favorite song. Why singing? "... You're a monster," he said. What even was his favorite song? He fell silent for a few moments to think, and eventually found something somewhere in his soul. Whether it could even be called his favorite song or not, he didn't know. What he did know, was that nothing else even came to mind after all that thinking. "After all the lights go down, I'm just the words, you are the sound~♪ A strange type of chemistry, how you've become a part of me~♪" he sang, somehow incredibly. Once that line was done, he seemed confused. "I'm not even sure why that one's in there. I don't think it's my favorite, but don't expect me to remember much from millennia ago."

Martha continued to fend off the darkness presented by Astolfo. He nearly pouted in the face of rejection, but instead, he just groped her chest more thoroughly. "Booo~! Oh well!" he said. There was much potential lost, but that didn't matter; too much was being gained to waste time fretting over spilled milk. Besides, Martha went on to mention a bucket list to be addressed, having already joined the famed 'mile high' club. How interesting; he didn't think she'd have something like that. "Oooh? You've got a list?! Spill, spill! I'm getting excited!" he said as if such a thing wasn't made obvious by incessant throbbing within the saint's womb. Martha wasn't the only one who physically desired Astolfo's internal expulsion, but... oh well; that wouldn't become relevant for a while yet anyway.

[Apollymi]

There were some very interesting words being shared between mentor and apprentice and for the most part they seemed quite innocuous. Just the same the innocent little elafia was admitting to a rather sudden onset of desire which she didn't know what to do with. Just the same, drinking had made it fairly easy to express such desires which seemed to be generally accepted. In fact it was more than that... Ailen claimed to be rather interested, "It really is strange, but... inspiration obviously strikes at random~" she teased as a whisper. Ailen was ready for this, and was remiss about their lack of ability to act. A bit of privacy could have that these two squeezed into some small space. Or bent over some table, hidden underneath a cabinet, and even... sitting in a small corner as she'd implied. Hell she was still considering a skirt just for the ability to feel him a bit more directly... all of those things were among her more hidden desires. She might have become some kind of hentai beast over the last few days, but she'd lament that part of her future after enjoying herself.

Speaking of such things, there was the dare handed out by Yume which showed the two girls exactly where their younger female friend's mind was, and let them know that they were indeed reading the situation between Charles and Sakura correctly. Not that it really mattered, but both wanted others to be happy and there was no reason they couldn't be. Just the same, Anais handed out got her called a monster by Charles and then he had to think. "Am I a monster?" she asked most innocently but there was a great deal of sarcasm implied by her words. Yume seemed to not care about the sarcasm and chimed in, "Absolutely a monster. Not even a question~" answered Yume which made the elafia scoff. Soon though her ears heard the thing she'd requested the song which seemed to have words that struck the soul of Charles enough to be something he remembered, and it was one she remembered, "And when I sit alone at night, your thoughts burn through me like a fire~" she mused just a little, easily matching the right pitch though she didn't often sing much herself. "Not bad, Charlie can go to karaoke with us~ And as far as songs go, even if it isn't your absolute favorite, it's your favorite right now... that's how music works," she said. And then it was Yume's turn to scoff, "Your memory is all over the place, but you remember the lyrics to a song you haven't heard in 300 plus years?" exclaimed the black haired lass. "I told you and proved to you earlier I don't forget music I've had a hand in composing. No matter what..." she said leaving it at that. Yume gave it a bit of thought, she'd also played a song on an obscure instrument earlier she supposed it wasn't that odd... And finally it'd be Sakura speaking. She'd felt a number of odd desires in this room, even her elf father had expressed some desire for privacy she didn't know he'd had before. But if dares were about pushing limits, she'd push one... to sate her own growing desires... "Char-kun... I dare you to share your penalty drink with me, without using your hands..." She wanted that waterfall sort of drink like she'd had earlier in the day. A grin crossed the face of Yume as she averted her gaze for the sake of allowing them the human amount of privacy. "So brave~" she claimed. The fact that the lad was still taking dares after being told the girl now in his lap didn't know shame was probably among the bravest things Yume had ever seen.

At the same time, Astolfo was not being given much by way of the dirty talk he wished for, but it didn't discourage him much if any. As far as Martha could tell, the lad was easily distracted by her body, and moved on to a more thorough molestation against her instead of harping over what he wouldn't be getting this day. As for her bucket list, there was the throbbing of her own loins around an equally throbbing Astolfo. "I haven't been skinny dipping before... it seemed like it might be a bit fun. Against a solid tree also might be good considering both were already on my list," she mused. Oh those things didn't initially involve sex but they could. Oh well, she was busy thinking about that deep throbbing and a strange emptiness she was starting to feel. Just the same they were descending closer and closer only a few more minutes remained until they'd reach a landing spot near their destination.

[Bloodedge]

Ailen's legs were beginning to shift, repeatedly tightening around the groin. He felt about ready to burst. If his pants didn't explode sometime soon, maybe his cock would to end that constant ache he felt through it. He never thought it possible to suffer the kind of impatience some other Myouou exemplified on a regular basis, yet here he was now. When the freedom to act finally came, he doubted there would be much time wasted disrobing very much. No, this felt more like something that would be addressed in the quickest way possible, opening parts that were needed without much care for the rest. "I wonder if there is a way to prepare in advance," he mumbled. It seemed he was just thinking aloud, still sharing his train of thought with the elafia. Ailen moved about enough to set that harp aside, all for a simple plan. Doing so gave him an excuse to grab the lass by her hips, as if to keep her balanced in his lap during the movement. Ah, but that wasn't his true purpose. It was but a sly excuse to keep one hand in contact with the lass. Ailen used that hand to send a series of very low-frequency mana pulses directly into her womb. They were timed based on the girl's heartbeat, which he attuned himself to by pressing his chest against her back during the earlier movement.

Ailen wasn't the only one ready to explode through his breeches. Still, he and Charlemagne were unknowingly brothers-in-erection, and things would only become worse for the latter male. He wasn't allowed to keep such secrecy. He was being called out in a direct way. As one who previously knew nothing of Anais's former life, he couldn't even be outwardly shocked by her apparent music career to distract for a moment. No... even if he could, it wouldn't help. He was on the third of three dares, and Sakura was the one presenting this one. He was to offer her a share of his penalty drink, but he could not use his hands. It didn't take a genius to figure out exactly what she was telling him, and even the half-conscious Yuuya was visibly aghast at the mention. Why was the cabin suddenly so silent?! Besides the beat of his own heart, all he heard was a brief comment from Yume about bravery. Well... bravery was about what he needed.

"... Yeah, alright. No problem at all," he lied. In truth, Charlemagne had a major concern. What if such direct contact made that strange mood overtake him again? What if he suddenly became an observer within his own body as it decided to throw itself on the lass in front of this entire group? Many times lately, he'd been consumed by that feeling ─ that lack of restraint brought about by sex taking precedence over all other aspects of life. Well... bravery was necessary. Down the sluice but not the drain, he filled his mouth with fluid directly from the grail. He had to shift about a little to face the girl in his lap, but assuming she contorted to match, he was ready for their lips to meet. From his through hers, that wine would pass in a steady stream as he took roughly half in small gulps. In these opening moments, however, he only wondered what his fate was soon to be. . .

Meanwhile, Martha was proving herself to be just right for this experience, and indeed this world. Her apparent bucket list involved a bit of pseudo-exhibitionism spanning into the waters and woods. Those were exciting enough places to have on a bucket list. "Those are good spots! Ooh ooh! And caves! Don't forget caves! And the beach! And horseback! And the beach! And on a boat! And the beach! And inside the carriage! And the beach!" he listed. Astolfo had many other thoughts, but none that seemed realistic for the type of island they were approaching currently. What he did have, was a firm belief that would be shared with Martha. "Or anywhere, really! You could convince any guy to do whatever you want, wherever, whenever! Praise the goddess!" he rambled.

[Apollymi]

Beneath Anais she noted her mentor had gained something of a fidgeting habit. How interesting. She was normally the one incapable of remaining still. Of course, she fully realized that the elf had a raging boner and thus would likely be more comfortable with different accommodations. Even so, his musings about preparation were things that Anais herself had also been considering. The first thought she had revolved around skirts something much easily to move aside or slip beneath, what a tantalizing thought. Such a thought was only made better as Ailen moved to place the harp she'd given him down properly. He held on to her hips in a seemingly innocent manner only to send a few low frequency pulses into her womb directly. Oh... "Oh?" that slipped out of Anais's mouth as she realized the kind of preparation he'd meant. Ah, she might as well share her thoughts at this point right, she was deliberately not gawking at Charles after all. Another whispered statement would be gracing the ear of her mentor this day, why not... especially given the pulses taking place in her womb at the same pacing at the beat of her own heart? "That's quite a nice beat, Shishou~. I can't wait to find out what's accompanying it~" she whispered her tease once more. Yume was almost aghast and she was sure she'd missed something... oh well, it'd come back to her eventually.

The other Yu, Yuuya was a bit surprised by the sudden dare of Sakura seeming to have come back into the carriage space at the oddest time. Oh well, surely this wouldn't be too much for the lad. Whatever the case, Charles claimed her request was fine, but Sakura had been around him a lot in the last few days and knew he was practically squirming but didn't understand the exact reason why. Still, she turned to face him and accept the drink she'd asked for. His final dare was one which fed the wine of the grail directly into her mouth. This was something she enjoyed even if she had no reason to fully comprehend why. There was that added arousal and bit of excitement she'd been feeling from various sources since this carriage ride began. Interesting. Would Charles be letting his emotions or unknown factors get the better of him? Well, that was up to him, but Sakura would in respecting his bravery let the lad off the hook a little and allow some space between their lips at the end of that exchange. Interesting, she'd never really felt like this before, but taking more of that grail wine into her body had definitely added to her internal temperature and the gentle pulsing between her loins.

Martha on the other hand, was being given a similar lesson to the ones within. Instead of a direct teacher, she was getting the opinion of a well-traveled individual. According to Astolfo the spots she'd mentioned were good. He even had a few ideas of what to add, caves, carriages... beaches. "Are you obsessed with beaches?" she asked of the lad, she wouldn't mind giving him a bit of something he was into during this particular day if it was an option. The lad had mentioned that one no less than three times and even on horseback? "That's quite the list but Horseback?" she questioned that one... she remembered he'd recently obtained a horse that they weren't talking about and as the tree line became something they were approaching properly she found herself reaching the pinnacle of orgasm as the ground became something rather swiftly to enter their combined vision. Luckily enough the thestrals were guiding themselves towards the start of the tree line while leaving the carriage sticking out quite a bit.

[Bloodedge]

Ailen cared not for a beat or anything of the sort in his approach. His efforts were quite pointed, synchronized with Anais's heartbeat to avoid the senses of individuals like Charlemagne and Yuuya. He'd continue teasing her womb with mana in such a way, intending to ramp up the pressure until they had a chance to do something about all that arousal. "Nor can I. That's the worst part," he admitted. This was about all he could do, as far as his own understanding was concerned. Oh well; it was still something.

At the same time, Charlemagne was completely incapable of paying attention to others in the carriage. His lips and Sakura's were meeting again, and only the first of three drinks was sent to the latter. How his trousers were intact at the time, he didn't know. Kissing wasn't supposed to be such a big deal, yet it was. Damn this carriage, he thought. If there weren't so many others around, Charlemagne was sure he wouldn't even be clothed presently. Hell, he was already shirtless for reasons he hardly remembered now. Whatever the case, one drink had been shared successfully... but his penalty was a triple. Charlemagne didn't even hesitate to pour another swig into his mouth, which he then brought to Sakura again. This time however, his fears were realized. Charlemagne felt his body taking control of itself to enact his deeper desires. His hands were attempting to move into place upon Sakura's body, and his tongue slipped between her lips. He could feel excess wine dripping down his own chin as it escaped their lips' embrace, but he didn't even care about the transfer of alcohol this time. Something had activated deep within, and he wasn't sure what its limits were. Ah, but he was sure this carriage ride was far too long.

Was Astolfo obsessed with beaches? Simply put, yes. Beaches were among the greatest places for scandalous behavior. Swimsuits and debauchery went hand-in-hand, and the right sort of beach had the perfect assortment of rocks and shacks to hide behind and within. "I'm not obsessed with beaches. I'm obsessed with excitement!" he proclaimed. "And yes, horseback! Interested? I got a horse! You won't know which one of us is knocking you around more~♥" he added, taking particular note of the way they were currently landing. From the looks of things, thestrals were a rather clever breed of creature.

[Apollymi]

It seemed that Ailen had gained a bit of impatience to go along with his other qualities. This was technically fine with Anais as well, they'd eventually stop and find somewhere to explore their current set of urges properly. In the meantime, Anais was treated to the quiet help of womb pulsing beats which Yume also felt for various reasons. A smirk crossed her face as she realized that this pair had reached the maximum sort of feeling that this kind of closed in space could give them. "It's okay Shishou, I'm pretty sure we're landing soon~" she mused just the same. Ah, she'd never felt as inclined as she was now, it was like there was a great build up and she was sure that when they stopped she'd be making a mad dash for the door as quickly as possible. Yume strangely felt the same way but for entirely different reasons, she felt that avoiding traumatizing their new friend was probably among the best things she could do with her time and that if they'd be landing soon she could see a certain demon about her newest form in the process.

In the meantime, Sakura got the first of three drinks, Charles was apparently planning to share. Technically speaking, she'd not worded her dare in such a way as to imply that he'd have to kiss her thrice... that being said, she wasn't the type to stop it from happening either. Obviously, Charles was a person who was interesting and she didn't mind this level of intimacy even without her active soul... or maybe she liked it especially because it was inactive. She couldn't say she'd managed to feel so interesting before, even as they shared the wine the first time, the warming sensation as she swallowed the contents shared with her was a great feeling. What was more, this second one came with a less obvious try at getting liquid directly into her mouth. His tongue danced with hers instead of anything simple. That drip of wine down his chin as their lips met would eventually be chased by Sakura's tongue, she was sharing this drink after all.

Ah, and then there was Martha. According to Astolfo he wasn't obsessed with beaches just excitement. Martha gave that a bit of thought, and she supoosed all those beach trips she'd chaperoned did have the teens acting well... like horny teens most of the time. It was far from the worse thing to be excited about... "Sou ka, excitement is always good," she murmured as she took a deep breath. As for the horseback bit and what Astolfo had to say about it, even if she hadn't responded to the idea verbally there was the pulse within her womb that led her to believe it was quite the good idea. "Well it seems like the most exciting option, and I don't think I'm quite done yet~" she managed as the thestrals touched down and the carriage came to its first destination. She gave pause and hit the top of the carriage. "We're at the Dark Forest," she offered as her only warning before they could exit this place and do whatever it was they were doing.

[Bloodedge]

Landing soon was an excellent idea. Ailen couldn't stand much more of a wait, and apparently neither could Charlemagne. For the latter male, he barely managed to raise the grail for that third drink. Even in doing so, he hesitated as two tongues rubbed against one another. Only when he basked in that for another few moments could he take that next drink. Ah, but would he just take it? No. One hand tilted the grail against his lips, and the other discretely ─ by chance at least ─ landed upon Sakura's backside with a purposeful squeeze. He dropped the grail when the last drop entered his mouth, and he was assaulting Sakura's lips again.

Yuuya couldn't believe what he was seeing. It was obvious these two were some sort of couple, but was this how drunk people behaved? He didn't have reason to know yet. Whatever the case, he heard Martha's voice again. She claimed they were now at the Dark Forest, which meant it was his time to move. "Ah─! Arigatou gozaimasu!" he shouted to the front of the carriage. Stumbling before he even rose, Yuuya made an effort to leave the carriage. "Gomen! I'll *hic* have to leave the game for a minute. I'll be back once I've... gotten the door," he managed to say. If he managed to escape the carriage without falling to the ground, he'd soon be on his way. After all, only he could find the door's location, or even identify the barrier that housed it.

Sadly, it didn't seem Charlemagne would pay that message any mind. Was there a game happening? He must have forgotten at some point. There was... a mouth against his, a tongue to wrestle against, and an arse in his hand. Weren't those the only things that mattered? He couldn't even tell whether he was answering his soul or his erection anymore, but he knew something would be receiving an answer soon. It wasn't worth fighting against anymore.

[Apollymi]

Charles had Sakura had reached the point of no return, whether both understood it or not. That last drink barely became a drink at all. Both the teens seemed to be enjoying the drink that was passed from cup into two mouths, but as soon as the last drop found its place, the cup was lost and the game was mostly over. They'd landed, which made Anais near giddy with excitement. This could have been an exceedingly awkward situation but it likely wouldn't be acknowledged as such by anyone but Yuuya, and even he probably wouldn't do so aloud. The Dark Forest was apparently where Yuuya's door would be found, as such he stood and readied himself to leave though that hiccup didn't go unnoticed. "Ara? Still pretty drunk huh... I guess this Yuu need another for supervision sake... I'll go with you~" she mused heading out with him knowing the situation at hand.

"Hai hai, ja ne, Yuyu and Yuuya~" Anais murmured, finding herself to be rather antsy she reached for that harp and also headed for the door of the carriage. "Welp off to search for inspiration, and ingredients, right Shishou?~" Anais murmured as she exited his lap though not without one last intentional pulse of mana into his thigh. Yep, it was time for them to go and search for the privacy that everyone here Yuuya and Yume aside seemed to need. Charles and Sakura had claimed this place by virtue of their start, and Anais wouldn't be one who interrupted at all, she didn't even spare them a passing glance as she slipped out of the carriage after Yuuya and Yume. Outside she'd wait for the coming Ailen noting the direction of the parked carriage. "Ah, remind me to chat with Martha later, I feel like she's been Astolfo'd," she murmured mostly to herself with no real need of any extra. 'Hai hai, we'll talk with Martha sometime later. Have fun with Ai-aniki~' this was the voice of Yume echoing back in her head. Well at least someone would be keeping track of such things.

Wherever Martha and Astolfo had gotten off too, it wouldn't matter too much. No, instead Charles and Sakura might be finding themselves alone within this carriage pretty soon. And much to Sakura's own surprise, Charles seemed to have stopped caring about the visible people around him a few moments prior. Still, the overwhelming consensus from the group was that everyone wanted privacy perhaps she should work on something like that while they were here? But right now she'd let out a little squeal, there wa a hand on her rear and it was oddly sensational. She didn't remember it feeling like this when her soul was active... so what was it. She supposed more experimentation would be in order.

[Bloodedge]

The carriage no longer moved. Yuuya intended to run off and locate his magical door, but upon leaving the carriage, it sounded as if he wouldn't be going alone. Yume had spoken up about joining the journey. Already outside and stumbling along his way, he spoke against her offer. "Iia, iia! I'm fine, really. I just need to get my blood flowing a bit; that's all! You don't have to go out of your way," he insisted. Indeed, he believed all would be well soon enough. The Dark Forest's monsters hadn't been an issue to him yet, even when he fell asleep in their midst. Apart from that, he could remove their ability to sense him if necessary. All he had to do was find a door.

Ah, but he wasn't the only one looking for a door. Anais scrambled after the others, and Ailen was close behind her. She'd come up with a rather genius excuse. "Ah, an excellent idea! We should take every opportunity to find rare ingredients in these uncharted territories. Lead the way," he said while snaking off after the lass. Alas, it didn't seem anyone was paying much attention to the exits occurring. Charlemagne's mind registered no danger or other presences. The only existences he registered at present were Sakura's and his own. Having a hand upon her rear was an excellent start; he had no desire to backtrack now. In fact, his free hand had taken a place on Sakura's farthest thigh, as if to urge her movement into a more accessible position.

In the meantime, another pair was to delve deeper into debauchery. Where had the drivers gone? Well, Astolfo hadn't gone anywhere. He was beneath Martha, after all; the lead was hers to take. Besides, he was more than content to just throb away within from his current seat. It sounded like others were leaving the carriage without looking their way. To Astolfo, that was just slightly a shame. Being caught, or nearly so, was the entire appeal of scandalous behavior. Well, there was plenty of time remaining. "So, so? What's the plan, goddess~?" he urged.

[Apollymi]

There was the immediate Japanese come back as Yume followed Yuuya out of the carraige. The lad made immediate claims that he didn't need company and that Yume shouldn't go out of her way to accompany him. A chuckle slipped from between the girl's lips as she simply shook her head. "That won't do, I said us Yu people are sticking together and I meant it..." she offered the lad who might not have truly understood her friendliness and she had a couple of ideas why that was, "Besides, can't let anyone go this whole thing alone for too long, consider yourself helping me get familiar with someone else, okay, Yuuya-kun?" Yume offered the lad lightly. She had no intention of abandoning him and she would continue walking along with him even if he aimed to leave her, accepting her advances would only make it less awkward for both of them. She stood beside him and looked around. "So lead the way, Yuuya-kun," she stated with something like finality. As much as they'd been drinking no one should be going alone. Technically the only person she trusted to completely be in good hands was Anais and that was only because her mentor hadn't been drinking at all. That being said, the elafia of their group would be suffering a different sort of problem instead.

Soon enough, Anais and Ailen had emerged from the carriage and the former was leading the latter away from everyone else towards the treeline as she tucked her harp back into her magic bag and headed off for the sounds of unoccupied space. She'd be looking to put quite a bit of space between this carriage, and herself and her mentor but that was for personal space reasons. Whether anyone needed her excuse or not, being polite enough to leave two teens who were already sucking face alone was common curtesy and as she was no longer an enforcer of public morals she'd simply look the other way so she could do what she wanted as well. "Hai hai, let's go on a minor adventure, I don't sense any animals this way~" she mused. In truth she was listening quite clearly and was looking for a space with the fewest sounds which would be farthest away from their current position, mostly so she could once out of sight get into more pressing matters with her mentor. Lead away from the group, Anais would find herself in a grove of trees with bright green leaves which was itself quite tall.

At the same time, Sakura got to feel another hand moving about along with the one on her rear. It seemed she was due for a positional shift, which would be occurring soon after the carriage was exited by everyone who didn't need to be there. She'd shift herself so that she was straddling Charles with nothing in her way to stop her. She'd had intentions to do something else entirely, but oddly enough she couldn't be bothered to do anything but continue to see what would come of this interaction with Charles. Her lips and tongue would continue meeting his and that warmth in her core would only seem to grow... oh well, something good would come of this.

Being caught wasn't on the list of things the Saint known as Martha wanted out of her life. It wasn't that she was ashamed per se but such things were in general quite embarrassing. As such she was counting herself slightly blessed that no one had bothered to look their way. As this whole thing continued on, there was the questioning of AStolfo which she'd take to answering as she lifted herself out of his lap, though with an admitted amount of hesitation. "Uh, still not a goddess you know..." she stated gently. "As for the plan, you me... a horseback ride in the forest?" she offered as she finally managed to extricate him from her core and felt a strange emptiness because of it. Well that was unusual given the amount of times she'd already known orgasm... perhaps that was a symptom of this world, or perhaps it was something else? Regardless, she could lead Astolfo fully explain this change he'd been so interested in and she'd have a good time exploring something she wouldn't have thought of.

[Bloodedge]

This girl was insistent. She said one phrase earlier in their trip, and she'd been bringing it up repeatedly since. He supposed, in that case, she did obviously mean it. He didn't really get the point of the lass familiarizing herself with him either. From Yuuya's perspective, he was already dangerously familiar with her. He managed to be the only male on their trip without an erection, but he would have certainly been the first if Yume didn't wake when she did. "That's really unnecessary, but... alright. Onegaishimasu," he said with a deep sigh. Looking around, Yuuya found his sense of direction enough to cut through the trees en route to the barrier. He could sense it, and though they weren't terribly close, it wasn't going to be a very long trek.

Meanwhile, Ailen was soon to be led in a different direction. It seemed Anais wanted not only to escape the other people, but to avoid the wildlife as well. Ailen had no issues with that. He was following closely behind. Conversely, his eyes and groin were both aiming themselves at Anais's behind. It didn't matter where they were going to him; his target was clear. He still hadn't forgotten the image of the elafia's bare bottom as she tiptoed around his bedroom. "Wherever you see fit is fine with me. I trust you'll be seeking something with decent acoustics for... what was it ─ singing?" he joked. High spirits aside, Ailen's impatience was also made clear. He wasn't simply walking as he followed along. No, his every step was offset by a constant effort to disrobe to effectiveness. Anais was avoiding creatures with her chosen destination, but one must always be mindful of wandering snakes that followed their every move.

Charlemagne's urging was answered as Sakura mounted his lap. Frankly, he thought it would have been much better if she was like this in the beginning. Would it have been awkward? Yes, but it was within the realm of expectation given her unusual behavior overall. He could have dealt with that awkwardness in the long-run. Both of his hands were upon her backside by the time her turn concluded, squeezing away as he throbbed beneath her. Some breaks would inevitably occur between lips. "Did you orchestrate this?" he wondered. Ah, but his words escaped quickly. Not even a second after questioning the lass, their lips were smacking again. Though it seemed he was seeking an answer, a sharp inhale through the mouth would have Sakura's bottom lip pulled between his teeth.

Speaking of pulling, Martha was pulling away from Astolfo's logic yet again. Why she kept denying being a goddess, he didn't know. It all seemed pointless to Astolfo. "Hmm, maybe. I had sex with a goddess before, and it was way more boring than you!" he surmised after a bit of thought. "Supreme Goddess!" he corrected. Either way, it seemed Martha took interest in a bit of horseback debauchery. Through the forest they could go, but first was an apparently difficult rise off his shaft. Astolfo could feel the struggle occurring; she wasn't going to make it at this rate. Good. In no time at all, he'd summoned that seemingly ordinary horse next to the carriage. "Let's go! Front spot? Back spot? From the front? From the back? In the front or the back?! So many possibilities!"

[Apollymi]

"Unnecessary is a pretty apt description of me, Mi-chan would agree with you~" she said seeming to find it amusing. As unnecessary as he might have thought her tagging along was, she'd decided to do it, and thus wouldn't be dissuaded. Besides that, she felt they were somewhat kindred, even without a full understanding of the exact way they aligned and she would be taking the time to figure it out. "Good good, nice to have people not argue with me~" Yume mentioned seemingly amused. Just the same she was having a bit of fun, walking along aside the young man as he headed for the barrier that he was looking for, "So, Yuuya I have a list of likely invasive questions would you be willing to answer them just the two of us?~" she asked seeming to cut through all manner of unnecessary filter and get right down to her own curiosity. Still, she was willing to let the lad back out of answering her questions if he wasn't yet ready to do so... she was only trying to figure out why he acted the way he did, nothing more.

While Yume tried to get to know her new friend, Anais's drunken self was being reintroduced to her mentor. Ah, she'd begun looking for a nice place in which for them to copulate and the man had been impatiently walking behind her, almost unbeknownst to her. He did however have cheeky words to share which would lead to her having something amusing to say as well. "Of course, I wouldn't want anything getting in the way... the sounds are the best part, Shishou~" she teased gently, while simultaneously mentioning her own odd preferences. Well, maybe her opinion was about something very specific. The sounds and reactions were what she was looking for, each time she gained something new it was like music to her ears. Her mentor encroaching on her rear wasn't something she expected fully, but as she found that one piece of almost soundless forest, her knees were already more than a little wobbly. She found herself pausing as she took in the sounds, hearing the gentle shuffling of clothing behind her made her wonder as she settled into the grove she'd chosen, "Shishou?" she questioned as she peeked over her shoulder at the elf who was her mentor.

Meanwhile, both of Charles hands were upon Sakura as she turned to occupy his lap. He was throbbing beneath her and she squealed just a little in response to that sensation. Of course, she didn't normally make such sounds, this seemed to be almost exclusive to this sort of interaction. Their lips would separate eventually, and Charles would question if she'd been the mastermind behind the situation they were currently in and oddly, she had an answer that she couldn't immediately share. Why? Because Charles immediately occupied her lips again. It was almost comical but she couldn't bring herself to be upset about it. This rushed action definitely wasn't conducive to her giving an answer but... she didn't hate it either. A sharp inhale would leave her lip bitten by Charles and dragged a tad, and her with a hand around the back of his neck massaging his scalp with her fingertips. "I did not orchestrate anything. I have been feeling everyone's desires since entering this carriage, but without my soul active an immediate course of action that I would normally follow isn't easy to determine," she stated honestly. "Instead I have been doing things that made me happy and that I thought would quiet the urges of everyone else. It has been interesting but, it had... varying results," she explained of her current process. This entire day was having a strange effect on her, she was right now aiming to be closer to Charles kissing down his face and neck after her lips were free but she was sure this wasn't exactly necessary but she still felt like doing it.

And then there was Martha and Astolfo. The Saint finally managed to free herself from the lad's loins, only to further their debauchery in a different way. Before that happened, the pink haired impish knight claimed that he'd bedded a goddess before and that it was more boring than bedding Martha. Her eyes widened and she managed to look embarrassed she didn't know how to feel about such a statement. Either, whatever goddess he'd been with was an exceedingly bad lay, or Martha was a really good one and she wasn't aware of it. Either way, the only thing that she managed was a blush of the most intense nature. "That's... ridiculous you know that right," she almost questioned him but knew given his tone he thought himself being reasonable. As for his questions and the very normal looking horse, Martha gave it a bit of consideration, "Front spot, from the front, in the front, I'm still not that brave, Astolfo," she managed being both direct a great deal sheepish. She'd manage to mount that horse backward assuming that Astolfo would take the reins and she could easily put herself in position to be entered from that direction as they rode along.

[Bloodedge]

Yume proved several times throughout that recent game how unnecessary her actions were. As such, Yuuya couldn't question her modus operandi, lest he bring into question her identity as a whole. He wouldn't be doing any arguing either... at least, in most cases. Yume joined his journey and opted for small talk of an unusual variety. She specifically had an alleged list of invasive questions. Though she asked if he was willing to answer between the two of them, that could hardly garner a proper affirmative or negative answer. Yuuya pushed aside a tree branch to make a clearer path forward, glancing over his shoulder at the lass briefly. "I guess it depends? I don't know what the questions are, so I can't really say," he replied. "But you can ask whatever you want."

A few flirty statements were exchanged between mentor and apprentice. In the meantime, Anais kept up her search for a perfect location... and Ailen kept up his effort to ensure things could progress once she found it. "I'm inclined to agree, mostly. The sounds are certainly a thing to favor," he commented. Moving on, Anais eventually spoke her form of address for him with an upward inflection. That shuffling came to an end before any answer, as Ailen had his stiffened rod held in one hand. "Yes?" he asked earnestly. When she spoke in such a way, there was normally a clause to follow. One could only assume she thought to say or question something.

Sakura's answer was delayed by Charlemagne's own actions, yet there were no efforts made against his choice. It was a lucky turn of events though, since Charlemagne was taken aback by that sudden utterance of an unfamiliar sound. Sakura kept proving herself to be less stoic than her general demeanor implied... under certain circumstances, at least. Whatever the case, she had an answer once that lip escaped the grasp of Charlemagne's teeth. Nothing had been orchestrated by the lass. The current situation had her sensing desires throughout the carriage, albeit with no automatic sense of what to do with them. "So you're almost human?" he surmised. Apart from a few remaining oddities, it sounded like she was almost a normal human ─ almost. At the very least, she was human enough to be attacking his face and neck like a horny teenager midway through a make-out session. Just the same, his grip of her backside had a bit of lift applied to it ─ as if to enable the movement of his own hips in a slightly grinding fashion.

Ridiculous? Yes, it was ridiculous that a confirmed goddess was somehow a worse partner than a saint. Where was the sense of hierarchy?! As for whether that was a negative against the goddess or a positive for Martha, Astolfo would consider both answers valid. "Isn't it?! You'd think they would be the top brass, but nope! Saint sex!" he proclaimed with an uncanny amount of pride. Oh well; gods couldn't be infallible in reality. Martha's choice was more imperative anyway. What was said choice? She'd take the front of the horse, turning toward its rear and toward where Astolfo would be sitting. Once more, she claimed she wasn't so brave. "You're plenty brave! But that doesn't make a difference~" he said while hopping onto the horse. Astolfo did indeed take the reins, which resulted in a natural form of embrace with both arms around Martha's sides. The horse was guided into movement right away. With that trotting started, Astolfo scooted himself forward. "Good horse! Here's yours~♥" he said cheekily with a flex of the tool waiting for Martha's further enjoyment.

[Apollymi]

Yume was an unnecessary sort of individual. Even so, she was still a curious person and oddly a good-natured one even though life had really tried hard to make her not that sort of person. Perhaps that was why she felt the desire to figure out more about Yuuya, this lad wasn't expressing himself as an individual who'd become skeptical of others while living in the magical world. No, he had all the signs of someone who was skeptical to start with... and she only knew one way that sort of thing happened. His reply to her inquiry also implied a certain... distrust but also a great deal of openness. "Sou ka, well that is a better reaction than I would have expected..." she said as she rather easily slipped through the opening he'd created within the line of trees. "Alright, we'll start small then... how long have you been on your own, Yuuya-kun?" she asked him a question which was definitely invasive. Of course, she realized it was, but... it was the sort of thing which she was curious about. Of course she realized the question also wasn't really that small but... given her own lack of true understanding that was the smallest question she could ask.

Anais had been walking, she was sure she'd end up in the middle of a triad of oddity. A babbiing stream, thicket of trees and a small plateau which would create a perfect natural ampitheater which would allow the sounds released to bounce around inside of it. But before that, she would continue to converse with and tease her mentor. Only, her ears had picked up some strange sounds and her mind had translated those sounds to something specific. She didn't want to believe the image that her overactive, drunken and horny teen brain had come up with, but then she turned to look over her shoulder and found the proof that her musings weren't quite so odd. Moreso that yes from him was so earnest that it was obvious that he didn't even understand that what she was seeing was definitely odd... "I thought I was imagining those sounds, that maybe the forest was getting to me... or maybe the drinking and the h," she murmured. "Nice to know my imagination isn't that overactive," she finished up... and was staring at his manhood within his hand. She'd be found absently licking her lips and staring. "Anyway... I think the spot I'm looking for is just up ahead. Honestly though I didn't expect you to be so... prepared for this..." she said seeming to be talking directly to his manhood as her eyes hadn't come back up just yet. Whatever the case, she couldn't help the little nervous giggle that would escape her soon after, which would carry around this space and hint at its usefulness to her purpose. Even her own laughter hit her ears like ringing bells, within this naturally pleasant space.

When Sakura described the current state of herself and her surroundings, Charles came up with a simple answer to her current existential problem, she was basically human? She'd not considered that the combination of things done would amount to that, but she supposed it would make sense if this was the case, "Hm, I hadn't considered that, though if this is what being human is like... it's quite confusing," she stated honestly. Still they were engaged in a deep make-out session and eventually her lips would be found making their way back up from around Charles's collarbones. Around that same time she'd be found with a gentle lift that left her grinding against him rather directly though she knew it would benefit nothing really. Still it created a pleasant sensation which she couldn't deny liking. "I don't understand my feelings now... I know the Call of Creation and somehow this feels stronger than that I can't seem to ignore it as easily as I am used to, and I also don't want to," she commented as she came back to his lips to peck them a couple of times. "I'd planned to do something else after everyone left initially to help with all those desires floating around," she was honest in her plans. "Though now i feel like this is more pressing..." she said wiggling her hips against his erection as if to point out what she thought more important than her grand schemes as a goddess.

In the meantime, Martha's embarrassment wasn't allowed to properly fester. No, instead there was a complex statement made by Astolfo about how there was no hierarchy and him declaring 'Saint sex' to be tops. "That seems like it should be a sacrilegious thing to say," she stated, still... as the Saint in that equation she was sure it was a compliment. Well, she supposed they had this next session to figure it out. Still there was her choice of riding this horse backward and Astolfo taking his place at the rear of the horse his arms taking reins and being placed around Martha. This was actually kind of nice and she found herself blushing once more at the added attention. Perhaps this sort of intimacy was indeed a worthwhile endeavor. At the very least the horse started to move and a gentle rocking would begin as she aligned herself to start up their sexual encounter properly. It would be a gentle knocking initially before he slipped into her depths, "Ah, it really is good~" she mused as she sank further down, wrapping her arms around his back and pulling herself closer and down his length. All the while it still seemed to be quite the tight squeeze, even after getting it knocked around a little before.

[Bloodedge]

What sort of questions did even Yume consider invasive? He'd ben finding out soon enough. The first was apparently going to be less extreme than others, she prefaced. She wished to know how long he'd been on his own. That wasn't actually invasive at all, as Yuuya considered it. On the other hand, it was a little bit difficult to answer. "Is it that obvious?" he wondered first. As for how long it had actually been, he thought about questioning whether she wanted this world's time included. "Less than a year, I think," he answered in the end, deciding to recall only the other world's time. "Not including the time I've spent here. I'm not sure how long that's been."

Anais's call was related to Ailen's movements, or rather the sounds they made. Apparently, she thought she was wrong about what was heard, blaming the alcohol or... whatever the 'H' was. "The H?" he questioned. Obviously, she wasn't imagining things. It also seemed he wasn't misreading any signals, given how brazenly she was staring down his tool as if it were some sort of meal. The elafia even licked her lips, which resulted in an immediate and obvious throb. Ailen wondered how she could even bring his readiness into question ─ though he also wondered if she was talking to him, or his cock. "I believe you should have expected it. Truthfully, I wasn't expecting to be this patient. There were times in the carriage that I nearly forgot restraint," he admitted, still stepping forward.

Being human was confusing. For all the times Sakura looked strangely upon humankind's ways, this was the first reasonable assertion Charlemagne heard. "That sounds about right. Welcome to the club," he stated. She didn't understand her own feelings, and that was fine. Based on her current behavior, Charlemagne could quantify it easily. On the other hand, he suffered the opposite issue. "That's weird. I find that whole Call of Creation thing more difficult to deal with. I guess it's a matter of being used to something, but... what you're talking about is just called being horny," he explained. Perhaps Charlemagne's problem was experiencing both in unison, but he no longer cared. Sakura made an effort to peck his lips a few times, but she would find herself being pushed against when Charlemagne began assaulting her neck. It didn't matter what she planned on doing before this; he'd been planning on a normal trip. Sacrifices had to be made for the greater good. "Just do it later," Charlemagne urged, seeming unusually needy. That push would continue. One of his arms hooked around the girl's back as he aimed to lean her toward the floor, the opposite chair ─ whatever managed to stop the momentum. Still, he didn't seem very conscious of where they were.

Astolfo shrugged. He had no concept of sacrilege, nor any concern for the wrath of divinities in this world. "If they want to be mad about it, they can get better," he said simply. None of that mattered anyway. Astolfo took his place atop the horse and initiated their ride ─ all while Martha initiated one of a different variety. A scoot forward from both parties facilitated entry, and Martha's arms were wrapped around the smaller male. For once, she commented on the experience right away. Was she talking about the horse, or... the horse? One might wonder, but Astolfo was taken by the endless clench of Martha's walls as he used each buck of the horse to thrust lightly. The surge of sensation at each thrust was far more powerful than the amount of effort utilized as such, and Astolfo found it... rather incredible. When they picked up a bit more speed, things were going to become quite interesting.