Charles Patricius

[Apollymi]

Miko thought this moment was great, every new experience was its own kind of interesting, and she would not be shying away from this one. The fact that Marisbury didn't think that he was brave was interesting. He claimed that he'd only been admitting his weakness to her, and thought she should have fully understood what she did to people by this point in her life. "It's brave because I don't even like thinking about my weaknesses anymore in case someone might hear me..." she teased gently. Whether she knew what she did to others or not was a bit up in the air. In truth she understood her interactions with specific people but she wouldn't say she had an effect that she'd call outlandish or ridiculous. At worst she was a disruptive influence... but she didn't think that was what he meant. If he meant her actions sexually she wasn't sure she could even comment considering her virgin status was less than a week from being discarded. She wasn't trying to do anything to anyone, some things jut seemed to happen around her from time to time. Even so, she wouldn't be denying Marisbury her lips and even though they were kissing right above his cock that kind of just made it better in her mind. She enjoyed not having to choose and the fact that higher order beings were far less caught up on things like swapping bodily fluids than humans were for obvious reasons. So she'd fall into the kiss, continue stroking his cock and... have her folds caressed in exchange. She'd have no problem deepening that kiss, and sending gentle moans directly into Marisbury's mouth as she approached the apex of arousal given his own work.

At the same time, though he wasn't being given the sort of signs he'd been seeking. It would seem that Kakihara was succeeding at getting the physical reactions of sexual arousal out of Sakura. That little gasp as all forms of her actions were, was a sound that simply escaped her, and while he rubbed against her he seemed to find that he'd done enough to move them along. She understood that humans needed foreplay from observing them directly and though she didn't, she could at least respect the sensation, though she figured she'd enjoy it more in a few specific circumstances. Apparently he wished to stop wasting time, and she was fine with that as well. She moved her fingers into the line of her thong and slipped it down her hips bending over slightly to allow them to slip over the thickness of her thighs and down to her ankles so that she could step out of them. But before she could get there she was questioned about her preferences. "It's your place. I don't have a strong preference. Beds are fine for the sake of space... but surfaces normally unused have their own appeal. You're supposed to be showing me something where do I need to be for you to best do that?" Sakura countered. Her experiment didn't require the comfort of a bed, but if he needed a bed for better leverage or for some specific positional choice she was fine with this. She was supposed to be finding out something new, and unless she'd missed the general purpose of bedrooms or there was something special about his, there could potentially be no real boon in moving.

[Bloodedge]

Marisbury had no idea what this girl had been through in the other world. The idea of keeping one's thoughts at bay for risk of being overheard, however, was very strange to him. What could she have encountered in life? Well, the link between them implied he had a chance of finding out one day. That was exciting. "I see..." was all he could say in response to that clause. Whenever that came up again, it would be an interesting day. For now though, Marisbury was content to delve deeper into a night of deviance by partaking of Miko's lips once more. He didn't care for the location, nor did anyone of sound mind and sufficient mana care about partaking of their own essence secondarily. In fact, many would consider it a bonus to taste their own effect on another person. Persimmon butter was invented this day, and Marisbury had the joy of tasting it on Miko's tongue after a very purposeful intrusion of her mouth. Now he had to ensure a certain development. "Oh?" he said nearly a minute later, finally pulling his mouth away from hers. "We blend so well together, Iino-chan. If only I'd eaten my dessert already, you'd have a taste. What a shame~" he teased.

Once more, Shota's suggestion was taken without so much as a question. Obviously both he and Sakura were more than ready to begin. While dealing with his own trousers, Shota kept a keen eye on the girl, watching that thong struggle its way down luscious thighs. He was throbbing so ferociously from that sight alone, his cock sprung forth with great vigor the moment his pants were pulled beneath its end. Questioning Sakura's preference for location got him nowhere. She was very firm in ceding control of the situation, it seemed. Shota took the time to finish removing his own pants, followed by his shirt while Sakura wondered where she needed to be. He reached down again to pick up his phone, deciding to address the photo of Sakura bent over from behind. He turned the phone to her, pointing directly at the image. "Right, right. I almost forgot. Have a look around the house if you want. Wherever you're comfortable standing, just do this. I'll show you something really fun~♥"

[Apollymi]

Miko's confession to Marisbury probably counted as a light spoiler. She didn't assume anyone else would share her problem with invasive species though so it was hardly worth extra consideration. This was especially true when the man decided to delve into her mouth with his tongue and give her some of the best possible sensations she'd experienced in her original body so far. When he pulled away to speak, Miko pouted just a little, an exasperated sigh escaping from her lips initially. Still her face would redden at the mention that they mixed well together and the idea that Marisbury consuming his dessert would have allowed her a taste of this mixture. "Well, no one's keeping you from your dessert... don't tease me with multiple things I will like~" she chimed while pecking her lips against his. She leaned forward a bit, urging his back against the bed. If he did this she'd continue leaning into him but doing so would allow them a bit more freedom of movement so that the position and the rest of the disrobing for their sex act of choice could happen. Whether her underwear were removed with teeth, whether he decided to devour her without placing himself in harm's way initially or some other act, she was fully open to it as an idea.

Moving on from that, there was Sakura removing her undergarments and the man with her watching and seemingly throbbing and waiting to begin. Her answer to his question seemed to jog his memory enough for him to produce one of the images she'd sent him. He made the claim that if she performed this pose, wherever she wished within the house, that she'd be shown something really fun. "Sou ka," she said. That picture of her was rather good. She wondered if this was going to be another backward penetration of some sort. That seemed quite common for that position, but she wasn't one to judge. If she was choosing a place, she'd wander around his apartment though she stripped out of her sweater dress and bra at the doorway where her panties were discarded. Her completely naked form would be left to wander until she found herself in front of the same mirror the lad had used to send the pictures. It would be here, so she could position herself for observation that she would take the same pose she had in the picture. Her body bent over revealing her dripping folds and the gap between her thick thighs. Such was the nature of her bend at the waist with quite the intense arch to boot. But like this she could also see her entire undercarriage in the mirror and thus watch the goings on for research purposes, if nothing else.

[Bloodedge]

According to Miko, Marisbury was teasing yet again. He'd done no such thing, in fact. It was not hyperbole to say the mix of flavors between them made something wonderful. She'd be finding out momentarily, it seemed, as Miko acted on her own decision after another brief meeting of lips. Marisbury was pushed back until he was parallel to the mattress. She had indeed given them a great deal of freedom with this movement. Alas, there was something in Marisbury's way. She'd taken it upon herself earlier to be the only one consuming, so now... Marisbury would be found staring down at the girl's nether region, simultaneously beckoning toward himself while propped up on one elbow. "You've already tortured me half to death, Iino-chan. Don't leave me waiting now~" he urged.

Meanwhile, Sakura took the time to strip away her remaining clothes. Her thoughts about his idea weren't completely off, but his initial goal did not involve conventional penetration. Regardless, Shota had the joy of watching her remove those articles and walk around his house. He was walking right after her, obviously, taking great pleasure in watching the lass from behind. "Your ass is perfect, Tohcchi~" he complimented while she found her desired location. What Sakura decided upon in the end was a place Shota had been during their text conversation ─ right over a mirror placed on his living room floor.

Once she bent over, Shota nearly lost all sensibility for a moment. Dripping loins, a gap between her thighs accentuating that same visual, and an arch in her back that visually amplified her already astounding rear. Shota couldn't resist dropping his phone, stepping up behind her and applying both hands to her ass, groping and spreading cheeks in a way that made gushing folds audible by proxy. He couldn't believe such wetness was possible from any amount of foreplay, but... he'd be sure to take advantage. "Wow! I knew it'd look better in person, but I can't believe how much better it is! Tohcchi, has anyone ever tasted your pussy like this?" he asked. Much like he did when texting, however, Shota would not be giving much time for response before his next action. He dropped to one knee in an instant, reaching the appropriate height to press his lips into that pink pocket of delectable nectar. Initially, he seemed to be... almost kissing her there, albeit with those puckered lips gliding up and down her slit, never actually breaking contact.

[Apollymi]

Marisbury might not have thought himself teasing, but to Miko who had come to enjoy all the things she'd experienced that were sexually related, he was definitely teasing. She wanted to taste this new mix of flavors and had facilitated enough of a change in their positions to make this happen. His back against the mattress left her sitting in his lap and obviously with him having a clear line of sight into her crevice. According to Marisbury he'd been tortured half to death and as such she shouldn't keep him waiting. Miko looked at him and got the strange desire to finish the job of torturing him. "Only half?" she murmured with a smirk. That little strip of lace was beyond soaked and since she had to move up his body to get into the right position, she decided to take the 'scenic' route as it was. She didn't move herself from around his body and instead slowly inched her way towards his face. All along allowing his cock to trace the length of her slit from base to tip before she reached its end. It was truly stimulating and probably torturous for them both. It would leave him gently basted in her juices while also doing the work of keeping her core wet as she finally shifted enough to settle her crotch near enough for him to reach it. "Miko desu," she said. In her own opinion, they were far too intertwined at this point to keep up formalities. Besides, she figured she'd like the way her name sounded from him, given him saying her surname had made her soul radiate the first time.

Miko wasn't the only one about to find out something new and interesting. This man seemed quite interested in the shape of her rear. This was oddly something she knew people to enjoy, regardless of everything else... even Astolfo had thought to intrude with that sort of thing. She also knew for a fact her entire being was perfect. Ah, but acknowledgement was necessary wasn't it? "I know," she said with the same amount of general disinterest she took in most things. Of course, this wasn't a matter of arrogance it was a simple matter of fact.

Still there was something else about to happen after she took the position that was asked of her. The first of which was the stunned appraisal she received. Kakihara gripped her bottom and made the sounds of her loins audible to them both. It seemed he was an appreciator of her form in the ways she would have expected. But his word choice was more vulgar than she usually got from Kazuhiko but she understood his meaning from context. 'Humans like their forebidden knowledge and their vulgarity.' She thought, but had any one ever orally copulated with her like this? "No." she managed to say before a mouth met her loins. While she wasn't likely to make offerings to others in this way, she'd at least witnessed such a thing done to her mother. Interesting was this particular sensation it wasn't expected at all. How surprising, she'd been shown something new. Her eyes widened as she looked at him moving his lips upon her slit from behind her body. Looking down into the mirror she had a very interesting view of his mouth and the space between her legs. 'For the loss of mana, that actually feels good.' It was like he was kissing her loins, and there was something rather enjoyable about it. More nectar leaked from her core as a deep exhale had her face shifting just a little gaining a deeper hue as her hips shook slightly.

[Bloodedge]

Marisbury should have expected Miko to go above and beyond again. He claimed to be halfway teased to death, and she feigned discontent for only reaching the halfway mark. If she was actually threatening to finish the job, he'd gladly open any doors blocking her path. "Only half thus far. Good luck~" he offered. Luckily for Marisbury, he'd managed a quick response. If he hadn't, those words might have been a bit jumbled due to the way Miko decided to take position. She slid herself up, gliding her lace-covered vulva along his length. It felt amazing, causing tension all throughout the man's body as he pulsed against her. Of course he couldn't exactly compare it to her mouth, but... he did wonder what that exact movement would have been like sans undergarments. Either way, Miko was very consistent when it came to triggering the Call of Creation, or rather... carnal desires. There was a brief moment of halt caused by the abrupt gripping of her thigh by Marisbury. His hips moved of their own accord in a slow thrusting manner; seemingly in response to an urge to enter her then and there. Ah, but that wouldn't work presently. Marisbury left her to the rest of the approach, finally in place to have a proper meeting with her crotch. He was corrected on a form of address, and responded initially with a smirk while leaning forward to lick her through that drenched lace. "Right. I guess we're past that point, aren't we? Miko-chan," he managed.

Sakura knew her ass was perfect. She had every reason to know so, even by human standards on Gaia. Different opinions existed based on size, shape and texture, of course. What most mortals didn't know, however, was that another factor existed ─ an ideal ratio that only existed in a mere few across all time and all timelines. That wasn't the only perfect part of Sakura, however. As he dragged his lips up and down her crevice, Shota found even the texture of her juices to be unfathomable in quality, let alone quantity as he'd already noted. This was going to be a night to remember, surely. Sakura agreed that she'd never received cunnilingus in this manner; Shota didn't even know the half of it. He did know however, that he was well on his way. Sakura's hips were moving, facilitating a more intense rubbing of his lips as a result. Ah, but his purpose was not one that could be fulfilled with lips. After making obvious progress from the start, Shota saw an opportunity to seal the deal. His lips eventually paused against her lovebud, the lightest suction occurring due to their opening. Once parted, lips gave way to heaved breath and protruding tongue ─ the former actually being an accident due to Shota's senses erupting from that initial taste of impossible sweetness.

[Apollymi]

Good luck. A well-wish for the conquerable target that was Marisbury Animusphere. A grin came to Miko's face which was not unlike the ones shown in her more devious moments. And with that grin came a certain action, her dragging her lace covered slit along Marisbury's length and getting an interesting reaction out of him to boot. He grabbed on to her thighs and thrusted. It seemed the experience was one worth keeping and would be locked away within a box of Miko's usable feats. What was more, she was left to place herself as she wished and he even acknowledged the change in their status as part of his own actions. A caress of tongue was felt though the wet fabric at her core. It was a sensation which gave the girl a slight shiver up her spine. A moan escaped her with the answer to his question, "Hai, Mari-sa♪~" she almost sang the shorted form of his name choosing a different kind of cute address for him. She'd get back to her work on his cock in a moment, but there was a certain experience happening here that she didn't want to draw her eyes away from just yet.

At the same time, Sakura was learning something very interesting. As a goddess she understood her form to be perfect and her fluids to be irresitable. Consuming of a goddess was a blessing most would never get to experience, as such she didn't know what to expect of the more human action of simply taking oral pleasure for the sake of doing it. Even so, she couldn't say she disliked the feeling. In truth a little sound would be escaping her mouth right as suction was applied to the apex of her sex. It was so direct but that use of tongue and mouth were indeed new to her. All the while he seemed to be enjoying himself as well. Perhaps there was something more to this action than the simple taking of mana from one of its more direct sources. She could feel the extra fluid leaking from between her legs, as well as the gentle twitching of her internal walls as she prepared for an orgasm. She bit her bottom lip in a moment like this... and logged away such a technique for use against her female partner later. 'Definitely can be used for that...' she'd barely noticed that such a thought was secondary to the sensation. Perhaps this was where humans were, and why most couldn't properly manage to use sex the way it was intended. More study would be necessary but first the stress testing of this male consuming fluids from her was something to be done.

[Bloodedge]

Miko's choice regarding the use of Marisbury's name was interesting; he'd never heard it that way before. Interestingly enough, the way she essentially sang it put a slightly different variant in the man's head. What produced that kind of effect? It certainly wasn't the sort of thought indigenous to his mind. There had to be something much deeper in the girl's mind ─ much larger than the sort of effects even Marisbury understood. Perhaps he'd have to ask someone larger than himself about it. Well, it didn't matter now. Miko had an unusual constitution about her, and that was surely a fact. Marisbury simply had the privilege of being under its effects as his tongue repeatedly lashed out against lace-covered loins. All the while, his arms lay over Miko's thighs to allow both hands to grasp her waist. Whether she returned to her previous efforts or not was of no consequence.

Meanwhile, Shota was being rewarded for his approach. He was completely ignorant to Sakura's mental processes, but that didn't matter. His goal was to ensure she knew what he could bring to the proverbial table. Though they had different thoughts regarding his potential uses, it all moved toward the same goal in the end. The more his tongue moved, the clearer his success became. Shota was certain Sakura would soon be dripping that delectable fluid onto the mirror beneath her. More importantly, his tongue and lips felt a bit of quivering against them, letting him know exactly how well he was progressing. Shota wouldn't be letting such a prime opportunity go to waste; his slathering of folds continued and was joined by an intensified groping of Sakura's arse. Yes, the result was pressing her cheeks into his own face repeatedly, but it seemed that was a bonus to Shota.

[Apollymi]

Miko's choice of address for Marisbury would not be changing any time soon. It was quite pleasing to her own ear, and she'd heard no complaints from him. Actually, she wasn't immediately hearing anything from him as he began licking at her loins through lace while she sat basically facing him. She allowed herself a moment or two to adjust to the sensation, even while more of her leaked and absorbed into that fabric. What was more, she was allowed to enjoy one of her favorite sights looking down upon someone which was something she wasn't often able to do. More moans escaped her and more would continue to do so as she allowed herself to fully immerse in the experience. Her face was reddened, her loins were dripping and a few pitch perfect notes were escaping her maw. But soon enough she'd adjust just enough to think she shouldn't just be sitting here with twitching legs and all. "Ah♪~ You're actually quite distracting yourself, Mari-sa♫~" she commented. A gentle turn would leave her legs in place with his hands around them and her mouth able to once again lay claim to his cock. Now, that it was lightly basted in her juices, she'd easily go back to both fondling him and servicing him, as their act could begin in something closer to earnest.

It would be a different kind of situation for Sakura entirely. The more Kakihara tasted the more invested he seemed to become. Those movements of tongue and the rocking of her own hips seemed to lead to an intense exchange. She could feel the muscles of her core twitching and her legs beginning to gently shake. Perhaps a bit more credit was owed to mankind for figuring out how to accomplish so much with so little at their disposal. Sakura would make a note of that. Just the same, the intensity of this was going to make it worse overtime. A flood of fluids would be leaving the girl's body as she orgasmed from some well placed technique. She'd have to keep this in mind for later, but for now, both Kakihara and his mirror would be receiving the goddess's dripping mana as a form of coverage. Whether that would stop him or not, the girl's reddened face, quickened breathing and the relieved sigh which left her lips would be tell-tale signs of what had just happened. 'Surprising, I didn't expect that to happen so quickly. Those sensations are quite new and the first time of the experience could be to blame. Even so... it was new enough to be considered worth investing the time in.' she concluded. What an interesting first test.

[Bloodedge]

Distracting, Marisbury was called. Miko didn't have much room to talk in that regard, but he supposed she wasn't shifting any of the blame off herself either. He'd call it a mutual win, but no words would leave his mouth. No, he had no intentions of retracting his tongue even for a moment... though Miko herself had other plans. Marisbury didn't have her pinned as a contortionist of any caliber, but she did manage a turnabout with spine alone, returning to her acts of service without impacting his efforts at all. How interesting. Of course it was a shame that he no longer had view of the girl's face, and more of a shame that she'd surely be distracting him again soon enough. Marisbury would have to come up with a way to fight... and he had one in mind as one hand left Miko's hips, taking its place hovering over her thong for the moment.

The ultimate sign had appeared before Shota. He had many sexual experiences under his belt, and could attribute shaking legs on a woman to something powerful ─ another sign of his great accomplishment. He could do so much more. As if he could see the future, Shota envisioned a continuation of his own tactics that left Sakura unable to stand, trembling on hand and knee where she now stood. He could surely make that a reality! Ah, but an interruption was almost fated. Instead of continuing, Shota first had to ensure he wouldn't drown from that rush of juices escaping Sakura's core. It poured onto his tongue and even entered his nostrils just a bit. With a drenched face and upturned lips, Shota used that moisture as lubricant to continue accosting Sakura's nether for a few additional moments during what he knew to be a time of heightened sensitivity. "That's a lot, Tohcchi. Feeling better than you let on?" he questioned, an upward stroke of tongue following and... strangely, going a bit far, just barely grazing Sakura's anus.

[Apollymi]

Miko often found herself in a teasing mood. Even so, it would seem she wasn't the only one doing so. She went back to her own act of service, her tongue now lashing out against Marisbury as her mouth was soon occupied. Even with that the noises escaping her didn't really stop. She became engrossed. So much so that she would find herself unaware of the hand which left her thigh and was now hovering over her undergarments. So tasty was the little hint of persimmon against butter flavored skin. She was running into a certain wall, wishing to touch his skin and feeling his tongue just a small step away from engaging with her flesh directly. Oh well, some surprises were worth being ignorant to, and she'd relish in her current victory while wondering about the lasting contact between them. Her own body was quite ready and she was sure any random thing might eventually end in her orgasm... it simply hadn't happened yet.

At the same time, Sakura had experienced an orgasm she'd not expected. Interesting was the methodology of Kakihara. It wasn't something so easily achieved and as such she wouldn't be holding back her own understanding of the moment. "It felt really good I didn't expect it," she said though soon she'd be on a rollercoaster of experiencing new things. Her eyes widened with an usual expression of surprise as the lad's continued tongue lashings led him towards her rear. Her anus was one which never knew the waste products of mana, but it was still odd for a human with no knowledge of goddess physiology to allow such a deviance. Surely, it was some kind of accident, something done without initial purpose and would be left alone. still there were other issues, like the continued shaking of her legs during this instance. 'Human understanding of sexual deviance can be quite high. Continued mana cycling encouraged after orgasm can lead to hightened sensitivity... and additional orgasm... Odd that he allowed it to go so close what humans think is a place to release waste.' she added to her mental counts. Still, she was learning quite a bit, she couldn't deny him that... he was an oddly useful individual for the sake of this kind of interaction and she hadn't even gotten to the meat of her own experimentation yet.

[Bloodedge]

Just as Marisbury expected, Miko's return to his groin came with an even more intense sensation than it gave previously. Perhaps it was the fact that he couldn't see her from this angle? What one couldn't expect, one couldn't brace themselves against. Marisbury would go forth with that belief while they delved even deeper into their night's activities. Also anticipated by Marisbury, was his need to fight against the girl. His hips jerked just slightly when her mouth returned to him, so... he took the opportunity as it came. While he lapped and lapped away, one finger of that hovering hand slipped under Miko's thong... and peeled it away. Marisbury's tongue would be left passing through a trail of her fluids between flesh and lace, reaching out to the former and a pool of succulent persimmon juice.

Meanwhile, Shota had a taste of something he didn't expect: nothing. He knew an accidental movement resulted in the licking of Sakura's anus, but he expected something a bit more... metallic than what he received. No; no, one hole tasted just like the other. Strange though that realization was, he wouldn't be swayed either way by it. He was already lapping at her slit again, but one thing did alter his mental state a bit. Why did Sakura not react at all to that previous lick? One would expect obvious surprise to appear in a negative way, but... no. In fact, her legs continued shaking either thanks to his continued efforts, or to that little accident. With that in mind, Shota decided to find his answer. His tongue kept up its original work to abuse Sakura's more sensitive state, but the molestation of her ass was eventually reduced in favor of Shota swirling a finger gently around her backdoor. He'd be giving enough time to see if sensitivity alone was the cause, but then, he'd be seeing how her anus reacted to something purposeful. . .

[Apollymi]

Miko was receiving a strange amount of sensation. Much like Marisbury, Miko understood that there was a certain amount of preparedness one could not accomplish while not being able to see what was happening. The jerk of his hips would land him deeper into her mouth which wasn't necessarily a bad thing as the girl lapped away at his cock. Even so, the shifting of her thong felt oddly sensual and though he'd never truly stopped lapping away at her loins... the sudden shift from filtered to unfiltered was enough to make her moan with an open mouth. The true note that would have been sang was muffled, but the reaction was still noticeable. There would be a certain pooling of liquid in Marisbury's face, and there would be a similar such pool around his own cock as she drooled near uncontrollably around him. Though she would easily find herself slurping it back, she'd have to break from teasing his cock to speak. "Mari-sa♪~ That was very unexpected. I couldn't have imagined it would feel like that so suddenly~" she managed as she pecked her lips against the tip of his cock. Ever so gently would she progress there after. Content to experience this man sliding into her mouth as her hand took advantage of her drooling and began to easily travel the length of his shaft while she... sang into the mic... so to speak.

Sakura would continue to wonder if Kakihara had accidentally allowed his tongue to travel to her anus and she supposed she'd be finding out eventually. Still, his tongue returned to her folds as if it was his new life goal to extract her juices. She supposed if mana transfers were supposed to feel good to make you want to do them, she understood fully why such offerings were made without much hesitation. That gentle wobble in her legs and the constant pulsing sensation of her loins made it something she could easily find herself falling to as far as a desire was concerned. Regardless of her intentions, it was a nice feeling to say the least. Ah, but that wouldn't be all, aside from the feeling in her loins a certain sensation was soon present. A finger was tracing her rear entrance and it would twitch under the attention. Something like a tickle was occurring there but her body wasn't the type to not accept what was happening. No, if nothing else, it seemed to relax into the attention naturally puckering and unpuckering sending a series of shivers up her spine. Another orgasm would be triggered and another splash of fluids would be leaving her body. "Hah~" Strange, she didn't think expelling mana should have been so fun, it was something to note about the nature of humans for later.

[Bloodedge]

Excellent progress. Marisbury managed to execute his plan as intended, landing his tongue on Miko's flesh without any hindrances. Sadly (or happily) for him, it did not have the desired results. Miko's reaction to the sudden direct contact was another moan sent through his shaft, and an extra and consistent dribble of lubricating saliva to boot. His own mouth opened as he moaned directly into the girl's crotch. He had a plan once; it backfired in the most literal sense. "Ha~! I could say the same," he admitted, his cadence fluctuating throughout the clause as Miko's hand slicked its way up and down his tool. One thing could easily said about the girl who seemed so innocent at face value; she knew her way around a dick. Perhaps many others in the timeline unknown to Marisbury thought the same thing. Whatever the case, he'd have to up the ante just to keep up. A bit of magic never hurt anything, right? Of course not... so it wouldn't be strange at all for Miko to find a randomly-materialized vibrating bullet prodding her hole. "My apologies, Miko-chan, but it looks like I'll have to cheat just to keep up with you~"

Sakura wasn't the only one studying her current sex partner. Shota had to know as many of her ins and outs as possible for the sake of his own goals. His tongue serviced her no differently than it had before, and he noted nothing different about those shaking legs and quivering sex. As such, he could firmly believe sensitivity was the key... or was there more? Once his finger rimmed its way around Sakura's backdoor, he noticed it was responding with a very inviting 'wink' so to speak. Sakura may or may not have felt the red-haired male grinning against her crotch in that moment. Ah, but Shota's commentary would have to wait as he was once again rewarded by the spillage of Sakura's juices onto his face. It was such a satisfying event; perhaps more satisfying than it should have been for him. "Naughty naughty, Tohcchi~♥ You could have told me you like having your ass played with," Shota mused just before his tongue began spiraling around that puckering hole.

[Apollymi]

Playful banter was passing between Miko and Marisbury, even if said banter was catalyzed by their current actions. In truth, Miko knew she was doing something interesting, and the hitch in the man's speech, that little hiccup which occurred because of the addition of her hand on his slickened cock was music to her ears. Just the same, it seemed it wouldn't be resting on his laurels or anything like that. No... the introduction of a tingling sensation which mimicked the vibrations of mana she'd become fond of from time to time made its presence known. Marisbury apologized, claiming that he had to cheat to keep up. Miko was currently unable to address this as her loins began to tingle and her mouth let loose melodic moans instead of words initially. "It's so cheating to be able to randomly materialize something like that♫!~" she almost whined but the sensation was far too good and the fluids leaking out of her would likely give her away regardless. "Still... I can't say I dislike it... it feels great♪!~" she chimed pleased beyond reason. Of course, she wouldn't be resting on just this... no, she returned to work on his cock but not before looking at him to offer a wink. If he would cheat to keep up, she'd have to make sure it was worthwhile to do. More progress would be made as the caress of her hand on his cock would continue and her throat and mouth went to work. Her constant moaning was one thing, but doing so while the tip of his cock bobbed in and out of throat was something else. She was pleased by the combination and thus felt inclined to continue it even as she was devoured from her core.

At the same time, Sakura was experiencing something unlike her usual sex type. Kakihara was taking his own deviant knowledge and applying it to the situation. His use of his tongue on her genitals not for the sake of consuming mana but instead simply for the sake of sensation was different to what she could have expected. What was more, he'd not lost himself enough not to be observing her directly. As much as she was studying, he seemed to be doing the same. Looking into the orifice at her rear and noting her physiological reaction seemed to make him change his mind about his actions. He teased her, calling her naughty before claiming she should have told him that she liked being stimulated in such a way. "Ah♥!~ I wouldn't have influenced your choices like that..." she said but with a little more liveliness than before. True enough, it seemed almost odd to influence the way someone else acted. Perhaps that was a matter worth studying. Kazuhiko didn't seem to like feeling like he was being manipulated by her actions but perhaps there was a way to do so which wouldn't feel disingeuous. She'd have to keep that in mind as a thing to study for more than just this moment. Odd though it was for Kakihara to be teasing her anus with his tongue, she wouldn't have said she didn't like it. It was quite pleasant feeling his tongue circling her rear hole. Those movements of her legs didn't seem to be stopping at all. Sakura was becoming quite shaky on her feet if she was being honest. She'd eventually find herself bracing against this mirror with her hands wondering how long Kakihara intended to carry on as he was, but not wishing to rush the experience either.