Charles Patricius

[Apollymi]

When asked what she was waiting to see before her ascension, Sakura gave a small smile. "I wanted to see the dynamic," she explained. Mostly before making her ascension in whatever way she was going to do so, she wanted to see what kind of group this would be. Apparently her father was made curious by her choice to abstain. She gave it a bit more consideration besides her first inkling of words to share. "Or rather, to find out what kind of evolutions I could make happen and see how it intersected with the rest of what I already am. Ojii-chan implied that I could evolve after finishing internalizing and that it would have some interesting effects so I've been taking note of what happens as a result of allowing a slow aggregation of the power instead of forcing it," she explained her current method. "Besides, I needed to see the amount of light An-chan would be. It's a lot more than I thought it would be, it gives me feelings," she said, a wide grin spreading across her face. Well, demons did enjoy breaking things so it was natural to want that sort of thing. What was more, she was even advised to do so, Mugen made the suggestion that mixing pure light and pure darkness might be better for the situation at hand, especially when it came to tempering Angelica's natural leaning towards creation. Such a thing also came with tapping against her forehead.

Beyond these points there were apparently a few nuances to the idea of lies and how they were presented. Not all lies were bad, according to her father. Some things according to the demon before her, were only lies in this version of reality. Well, she supposed she understood the truth of that, given the oddities claimed by Albertus Animusphere. She was on the wrong track according to Mugen, humans lied for self-preservation, though that topic was rather broad. Physical, spiritual or emotional well-being, were included in the roster. "Trauma?" she gave herself a bit of time to think that part over. Perhaps there was an easy way to figure things out that she hadn't considered. She took all this man's advice and began processing. She should be her darker or perhaps even darkest self. She should see the kind of lies mortals told as self-preservation and not simply as acts of pretend. And perhaps she should traumatize her new life partners to truly find out who they were really?

[Bloodedge]

Sakura wished to see the 'dynamic' as she put it ─ presumably meaning the dynamic between this trio as things were currently. Mugen, on the other hand, saw that decision as folly. He saw no point in witnessing a synergy that would undergo changes of varying degrees, apart from general curiosity. Knowing Sakura though, perhaps curiosity was the sole purpose. "Sou..." he said, contemplative for a few moment. Her experiment with impending ascension was understandable, at the very least. "It all seems asinine, but I've nothing to say," the demon commented. One thing Sakura mentioned was particularly interesting. She spoke of... feelings brought about by Angelica's light. Mugen quirked a brow as he stared into the young goddess's eyes. "Kura-mi... are you happy?" he wondered earnestly, knowing standard emotional range was absent in this particular child.

When the idea of trauma was brought into question, Mugen nodded just once. Those who considered themselves members of the Void tended to reach a certain understanding when exchanging mana. One could call it the nature of a Destroyer to induce trauma in sexual partners; they often found it exhilarating. Of course, Mugen was no exception to this... and he doubted Sakura was either. "Trauma. You've seen the signs by now, haven't you? The look on someone's face when they're seconds from shattering ─ over and over again because you're just too much for them. You've got my mana circuits, you know? If someone can handle you, they should be able to handle your fun. Just let it loose... and treat yourself~♪"

In the meantime, it seemed things were approaching a crescendo between the active youngsters. Their position hadn't changed, nor had Charlemagne stopped thrusting into Angelica's mouth. What had changed, was the fact that he'd recently begun spewing mana into the blonde's gullet without his hips coming to a halt, or even slowing throughout. All the while, the mana he continually consumed from between Angelica's legs seemed to only further invigorate the lad.

[Apollymi]

Sakura had never lied about her intentions. When she told her other father, that she'd been doing things simply because she was curious, she was doing it for that reason. Even her prolonged observations were done as points of curiosity. Mugen's understanding of her long lived curiosity seemed to be normalized. He saw no point in it, but he also didn't maintain the same kinds of curiosity that she did. "Understanding the before and after is what I want, in case I want to change it," she mentioned. She was the type who would actually 'fix' her ascension if she didn't like the way it turned out. Her father might think it asinine but she was far from not understanding why he wouldn't care about things like that. Soon after though there was an earnest question posed to the girl, using the pet name this particular father preferred using for her. Mugen wished to know, if Sakura was happy, "Hm..." she looked at Mugen almost curiously, as if she was processing a few thoughts and then she answered after just as earnestly. "Yes. I am sure this is what others happiness feels like. Though it's been a bit different, I'm not just pleased with something I've done or excited with a result or experiment. I've been feeling something like happiness but without explanation... a few times over the last few days," she said giving a bit more of a well-rounded explanation. She didn't often consider her own emotional state, which was normal to her given that she lacked emotions for the most part, but... she did feel happiness lately. Not the simple kind she normally did from accomplishing goals or doing something nice, but legitimate, inexplicable pleasantry.

More of an explanation was to come from Mugen though. When Sakura questioned 'trauma' Mugen gave an explanation about the sort of feelings that one could have surrounding traumatizing others. He mentioned she may have seen hints of it, and she thought back to such things. There were quite a few instances, even one or two today which she'd classify as a close to breaking realization. "Sou... ka," she murmured. Letting loose and treating herself was about the same thing that Charlemagne had suggested though she didn't think he fully understood what that entailed. What she'd tested the waters with for the most part had been successful. At the very least Angelica had acclimated properly and had no issues with what she'd done. Charlemagne had also told her anything she did for her he'd work through on his own. Perhaps then what she was being encouraged to do, was to trust him to keep his word about figuring it out. She did trust him, but this seemed more complex than that given their first few interactions, perhaps she was simply hung up on the wrong aspects. She did need to consider the fact that he still wasn't quite himself and maybe the version of him he was becoming would actually be okay. Perhaps breaking was actually what he needed and she'd leave him to figure out how to put himself back together. "I think I understand, arigatou gouzaimasu," she said after a few seconds of silent contemplation. A certain light was playing in her reddened eyes as she made a few more conscious decisions.

At the same time, a certain pair was seemingly reaching a crescendo in their present activities. Angelica wasn't just being treated to Charlemagne's cock moving in and out of her mouth, but now an outpouring of almond flavored mana was being fed into her throat. She was tasting it as an effect of being in a constant state of swallowing. It was flowing so specifically she could hardly do a thing to stop it. But she was enjoying it just the same. Still she could say she was a bit dizzy already. Oh well, if this was going to be a part of sex, she could understand why Sakura wasn't upset with her morning meal.

[Bloodedge]

"Oh? Not even ascended yet, and you're already playing with the idea of changing your own future?" Mugen questioned as that brow rose even further. After another moment of silence, his lips curled into a grin. "That's my girl~" he said finally. As for her apparent happiness, Sakura confirmed the feeling these past few days. Her life had been a very short one thus far. Even so, it was obvious what sort of person she was. Emotions were not her forte in any conventional sense. Experiencing happiness of any sort meant her future was finally set in motion. "That's good news. Keep that feeling. That sort of thing is what shapes all of mankind. If you hold on to it, you'll understand humans in no time," he explained.

Sakura didn't need to confirm her earlier experiences; the realization was clear. The sum of her existence was more demonic than most other parts. Of course, that was only to be expected by one who knew the Void's ways. A bit of joy taken from instances of 'friendly torture' could only come natural to their kind, and as Sakura would likely learn in due time... those traumas played a key role in evolution. That part would go unmentioned. Even though Mugen gave his daughter much clearer answers than he gave others, he'd still leave the lass her own room to think. What she did with her own discoveries interested him the most. She seemed to be en route to quite a few discoveries, whether any came to light right away or not. Whatever the case, the time had come to let the lass carry on. "I offered to help with your ascension, but you don't need my help. It's in you... whenever you decide to let it out. Anything else?" With that question asked, Mugen took a step away from Sakura. If she had any questions of him, he'd stay behind to answer. If not, however, she'd find the man disappearing where he stood.

[Apollymi]

Sakura hadn't approached the level of ascension she could have already. Not doing so and still aiming to potentially change her future would have been thought of as completely ludicrous if she was a normal individual. Some would have discouraged her, others would have told her to have more reasonable expectations. But with a father like Mugen, she simply gained more encouragement for her behaviors and was claimed as his child, they way he always did. A small smile crossed her lips. One of the things that made her happy was this sort of reaction from any of her parents. "Hai!~" she claimed pleased by the comment enough to have a tiny bit of light flashing behind her eyes. Beyond this point it would seem that her emotional development was something to encourage. She might have originally thought that her newly developing emotional instability could have been a fault. But according to Mugen it was something she should hang on to. She'd keep it in mind. "Okay," Sakura claimed rather absently. She wasn't the type to fully understand the nature of emotions but if it would help she wouldn't neglect her own happiness.

Sakura was more demon than anything else. Being as such meant that a very specific sort of path would be taken by the lass to become the best version of herself. The idea nd full understanding of the concept of 'friendly torture' explained even her earlier experiences today and her thought processes and how she'd have the best possible time acclimating her new spouses to her lifestyle. With all this in mind, Mugen decided he didn't need to help his daughter with her ascension. He claimed she could do it on her own whenever she decided to let it out. "Iia, I think I understand enough how to move forward now. Arigatou gouzaimasu, Oyajii." she commented. She was once again fully understanding what was going on. And as her father disappeared from sight... she watched the ending of the bout between Charlemagne and Angelica.

Angelica had been having her mouth and throat filled as Charlemagne thrusted within her mouth. She'd gone slack eventually, her whole body experiencing pleasure that she wouldn't have understood any other way. She would eventually manage to push off Charlemagne's cock and lift herself a bit so she could speak, but first she'd be breathing rather erractically and trying to catch her breath. Just the same she'd ingested quite a bit of mana from Charlemagne directly and it seemed to be exactly what her offspring needed to process. Just the same... she felt something ominous and her eyes shifted to Sakura... 'I feel like we're in trouble...' she thought as goosed flesh appeared all across her body she had a chill as she noted Sakura's eyes on her and the other girl finally standing from her chair. Her mental resiliency wasn't to be questioned obviously and while she didn't know what the girl had been doing while they engaged, she did know... and she could feel the other girl's eyes on her and could clearly sense her intentions. What was more there was something of an odd smile on the other girl's face.

[Bloodedge]

Upon the disappearance of Mugen, Sakura prepared to rejoin the fray. Angelica was privy to this, as she felt the ominous aura Sakura exuded from time to time. Charlemagne himself had become quite familiar with the sensation, though it was notably a bit... thicker this time. Angelica halted her own actions, and Charlemagne did the same. While her reason was to speak after catching her breath, bar the distraction brought about by Sakura's approach, Charlemagne's pause could be blamed exclusively on the approach itself.

Under any normal circumstance, Charlemagne would agree with Angelica's train of thought; he'd have a sense of danger. Now however, there was something else instead. Those red orbs in his head shifted slowly away from Angelica's undercarriage, setting themselves on the more demonic lass. It seemed she was doing processing or... whatever she was over there doing since their earlier moments. Ah, but what could she possibly want while stepping forward with that trademark unsettling grin? Time would soon tell. Whatever the case, the current exchange between Angelica and Charlemagne himself had come to an end. As such, he flipped the blonde the right way around and left her to her own devices. A few moments were taken thereafter to clear the mass of fluids from his face, all to consume it as he had the rest.

[Apollymi]

Sakura was indeed rather unsettling but the girl herself felt just as calm as she always did. Her focus was on the pair ahead of her, but she was mostly just making decisions while watching them come to a proper resting place. Those eyes of hers never left Charlemagne and as she reached him properly she found herself reaching out with her left hand swiping a bit of the expelled fluids from his face and having a bit of a snack herself. Oddly enough even this additional light did nothing to reduce her ominous aura. But at the same time, Angelica had already been placed right side up and though her legs were far from being the steadiest she hadn't fallen over yet either. "I still don't know what that is..." Sakura murmured as her tongue traced fluids off her fingers. "Still really like it though..." she mused gently. She'd already become quite familiar with that particular flavor and knew it was some sort of cream but the underlying flavor wasn't one she could name.

Just the same she'd made several decisions about herself and she'd decided what she'd be doing, but at present she was working on the final part of her new understanding. Releasing all unnecessary sealing on her internal mechanisms and allowing the breech and startup of her own source as it were. Trauma would help someone else actuate theirs, but for herself she imagined she could do it with a simple infusion, though she'd be taking it the way she wished, and as such she was simply preparing herself. Just the same her shadows seemed to be acting of their own accord once more... spreading out and darkening the space below both her lovers without doing much else besides causing a bit of a warm an exciting sensation.

[Bloodedge]

When Sakura finished making her way toward the pair, her first decision was to swipe more of the juices from Charlemagne's face to take a sample for herself. At this point, Charlemagne thought nothing of such an action; it was nowhere near an unexpected occurrence. The strange thing about it was her statement, which Charlemagne assumed was a comment about flavor. Figuring it was only natural for her to know nothing of buttercream in such a short life lacking adventure, he provided an answer most casually. "Buttercream. It's a type of frosting you'll find on cakes and stuff," he commented.

Still having a taste for himself, Charlemagne noted another oddity surrounding the trio. The light of this bedroom was fading ─ or rather, being encompassed by darkness from below. It seemed Sakura was ready to make another move and get herself involved again. Charlemagne didn't seem bothered one way or another, but the way those shadows were forming this time was... intriguing, if nothing else. He remembered a curiosity from earlier, when he was grabbing one of those tentacle-like shadows. "I meant to ask: can you feel those things?" he finally enquired.

[Apollymi]

There was something rather distinctly tasty about the nature of Angelica's mana. Sakura wouldn't have had an answer about it, even if she'd been more experienced, but that was due to a little known fact about the current world. This was, that the natural state of the world, didn't include butter, because milk products were not the same as they appeared in the modern world of Gaia. A bit of confusion wrinkled the brow of Sakura in the moment but it wasn't just her, Angelica also didn't understand at least one of the words spoken. "I mean, I do really like it. And sweet enough for dessert makes sense. I know what cream is but..." she gave a bit of a pause and Angelica joined in as well, after getting her mind together. "What is butter?" they managed at the same time. They looked to each other and smirked seeming to appreciate each other.

While Sakura sighed and licked her fingers clean, it would seem that Angelica was content to lounge around the edge of her bed with her knees having given into the weakness of the moment. Charlemagne wondered about the nature of Sakura's shadows, while instead Angelica wondered about the reason behind her suddenly ominous presence. "Hm, I think I'd describe them as extensions of my will not necessarily my senses. I could feel through them if I wished, but it would more likely be related to the way one's fingers worked than anything else..." Sakura said. She'd not given much thought to the idea of using them as extensions of her senses but perhaps it would be rather good to do so. At the very least she could see herself making an experiment of it. Perhaps she'd even add it to her most recent plan. Still there was the matter of the warmth of the shadow which Angelica found herself quite a bit closer to than she'd been while standing. Perhaps it wasn't really worth questioning. "I'll give it some consideration after my ascension," Sakura finished up her line of thought with her usual amount of nonchalance. She seemed to be quite sure and in so being was very unbothered about most things. Of course, she was thinking about her own happiness and given this she'd oddly be taking a rather human approach to her next endeavor. In fact, she'd shifted her gaze quite a bit seeming to be in deep thought while concentrating her visual acuity directly on Charlemagne's cock.

[Bloodedge]

Following his casual mention of Angelica's flavor profile, Charlemagne was met with confusion from both girls. Sakura spoke first regarding the sweetness and how much sense it made, then both expressed an ignorance of... not buttercream, but butter specifically. Charlemagne took pause. Impossible as it was, there was something he hadn't actually realized in over a thousand years living on Alaya. "... No way," he mumbled, flabbergasted by how long he'd gone without noticing. "Wow. There's no butter in this world. Alive for a millennium, never realized there was no butter," he continued. Charlemagne had eaten many an exotic meal in this long life; never had he realized butter wasn't a part of any of them. "Uh... it's made of milk. It was a major part of a lot of foods in my world. It's just like... churned or something, and it comes out mostly solid, creamy and delicious when added to stuff," he explained in the most succinct way he could manage.

Moving on, Sakura addressed the matter of her shadow power. Charlemagne didn't previously confirm her ability to 'feel' through them, but there was reason to believe she couldn't ─ or at least wasn't at the time. According to Sakura however, she may possess the ability to actively feel through those extensions. "Huh. That's interesting," he commented, averting his gaze briefly due to Angelica's movements catching his eye. Ah, it seemed he'd manage to accomplish something that had her taking rest; that was worth taking note of. Also worthy of note was Sakura's mention of an ascension to precede her experiment with shadows. "Ascension? I'm guessing it's got to do with that hair change you've been going through since day one. . ."

[Apollymi]

Butter was apparently something that didn't exist in this world. Sakura could take it Charlemagne's authority that it was true as he was the most well traveled of the trio by far. Still his explanation of it as some sort of milk product was strange. "People make things out of milk? Interesting, I wonder if Otou-chan knows..." Sakura gave herself time to make a mental note to ask her elf father about his knowledge of human based milk products. She knew he was looking to help that severed land with their mana problem and milk products could potentially help with that, especially ones proven to work on the 'mana-less' Gaia. Fascinating though this was, Angelica found it strange that her mana had the quality of something she'd never even heard of before. But took the practical approach that given that both individuals she was with liked it, she shouldn't worry about it as a matter of course.

As for Sakura, it would appear that she maintained a certain amount of curiosity, just the same Angelica took a seat and noted the shift of eyes into her direction. She scoffed gently turning up her nose as if not to show weakness but in the same moment seemed to admit it. It would seem that Charlemagne wasn't too far back on the uptake as far as Sakura's plans were concerned. At the very least he'd noticed her early changes in physical form even if they didn't have a real relation. "Yes, it has something to do with it..." Sakura said. She was adjusting well to not oversharing information, though the nature of her hair color change was directly an issue of metabolizing the demonic influence from Charlemagne's Holy Grail, there was also the general understanding that she could have ended up that way herself...

Oh well, she allowed herself to exhale a little breath and the shadow beneath her person seemed to condense, shrinking into her person as the ones around Angelica and Charlemagne grew. She'd be torturing them a bit, but it wasn't going to be anything bad, and perhaps it would make clear her intentions... and she could have fun, as her demonic father suggested. Currently she wasn't using these shadows as an extension of her senses, but her own intentions could be felt through them. In this case, when her eyes opened she could feel a bit of extra heat rolling though her body, much the same it seemed to be concentrated around her womb and at her core. Her father mentioned the idea of letting his daughter out... perhaps that was the best mental image she could use for the shift in her powers and leaning. For Sakura it would be like pulling a string to open a trap door, allowing the more demonic nature of her being to flood her person. "Sou...." she murmured understanding a new set of sensations that went along with the shift in power. There was something rather suddenly oppressive about the lass.

[Bloodedge]

"Yeah, a lot of stuff. Butter, cheese, yogurt... ice cream," Charlemagne reminisced while answering Sakura's curiosity. Now that he was thinking about it actively, there was definitely ice cream of various sorts in this world... though some were just made of ice. It was quite strange that butter didn't exist anywhere he'd seen in this world, but he'd also rarely seen meats that a resident of Gaia would call normal.

As for Sakura's apparent 'ascension' as she called it, there was a connection to the gradual change in her hair color from purple to white. He knew that had been happening since she took the darkness from his grail. What he didn't know, was that she had the ability to evolve because of that absorption. "Well, good luck with ascending ─ however that works," he said despite undergoing an ascension himself just a few days prior. Though it was easy to assume that special sort of Spiritual Core could be involved as well, he didn't have any desire to assume it was the only possible outcome. These goddesses were quite strange, after all.

Whatever an evolution entailed, it was clearly something demonic in this case. The culmination of shadows around Sakura led to the activation of Charlemagne's extra sense. That ominous aura around her was that of a demon, and a mighty one at that. She didn't register as some murderous threat, but she did feel like a different sort of danger. There was a certain excitement welling up in the lad ─ one borne of an impending catastrophe. Luckily for Charlemagne, he thrived on adventure that came with new, unexpected challenges. Either way, all he could do now was simply... see what happened for himself.

[Apollymi]

According to Charlemagne there were several different forms of milk products. Sakura took the time to note each name and logged them away for a later conversation with her elf father. Of course, Angelica heard one of those names and found it interesting... "I don't know what ice cream is, but it sounds delicious," she added wanting that added to the list of things she would try. Oddly enough, even without going on many adventures Angelica had the presence of mind to feel a bit uneasy. Well that wasn't the right word, ever since she started to feel the difference in Sakura's mana, her heart had been pounding in her chest and the inviting warmth of the shadows beneath her made her want to squirm in place. She couldn't really explain the feeling she had, aside from calling herself scared.

Ah, but scared would only encourage Sakura as she was currently. In fact, the well wishes of Charelmagne would initially go unanswered as she girl's rather omnious aura seemed to be settling into something quite different. The idea of ascending was something she wished to undertake as the self most perfect for the situation, and as such would require several specific steps not all of which she'd planned out completely yet. "Arigatou, Kazzun, but it's not a matter of luck in this case. Though it is a bit unknown and I do need to make some adjustments..." she mused. Ah, but her adjustments weren't specifically about her plans, those extensions of her will would aim to move things, and beings, first and foremost, Charlemagne. He'd find himself on the ground in the seated position shifted as such by the shadows that followed her will. In making the shift it would be a rather sudden thing to happen and if it worked the girl would be left looking down at the lad with her smile spreading quite wide in the moment. "I do like looking from this angle," she murmured seeming to mostly be taking account of her own likes and dislikes. As not to exclude Angelica the other girl would find herself being gently caressed. As if she shadows around her were rubbing against all aspects of her flesh, bringing heat to her face, and sliding gently around her flesh... familiarizing themselves with it. "Uh... am I the only one terrified right now?" Angelica asked aloud, this would bring Sakura's eyes up and towards her with a wide grin on her face. Such a fearful response from Angelica made Sakura quite excited to watch her squirm... interesting she'd felt this way before but not nearly with this intensity. She seemed to be working towards her own happiness in the moment and that was quite different for her.

[Bloodedge]

Angelica didn't know about ice cream either. He couldn't be too surprised by that information, given her conundrum of being trapped in Aincrad for a thousand years. "It is delicious. It's a milky, creamy, frozen dessert that's better than anything else on a hot day," he explained, thinking quite fondly of the cold treat. He could add ice cream to the list of things worth experiencing for someone like Angelica. Keeping that in mind was certainly something Charlemagne intended to do.

Before any of that became relevant, however, Sakura had plans for the group as a whole. Her shadows were for a greater purpose than ascension alone ─ or rather, they'd be used to facilitate ascension using Sakura's partners. Angelica was afraid, Charlemagne was somehow more excited than he'd been in previous days, and Sakura was... very much darker than she'd been previously. Charlemagne was taken by surreal movement methods and seated on the floor. Though he was taken aback by sudden transition, he was more baffled by what Sakura had to say immediately afterwards. The feintest of flushes brought color to the lad's face as he sat, leaning against his own hands for balance. As much as he wanted to figure out exactly what the plan was, Charlemagne's attention was taken by the sight of... Angelica being more thoroughly molested by shadows than what he'd seen before. It was such an interesting thing to watch, Charlemagne mentally questioned himself regarding his own preferences. Whatever the case, the blonde had something to say. Was she the only one terrified? Well... he had a strange answer for that. "Uh... yes? Is it weird if I say yes?" he asked, feeling no fear, but a fair amount of excitement for the mysterious future ahead.

[Apollymi]

A cold treat, was the thing called ice cream. Charlemagne seemed to think upon it fondly. The lad had several things to say about it and both girls made the assumption that they'd be introduced to the thing called ice cream at some point in the near future. "Sou ka," Sakura murmured seeming to come to several conclusions about the nature of milk based products. "Oh? That sounds really good," Angelica mentioned. She'd be trying it, and obviously she intended to try it with her new favorite people in tow.

Of course, long before the girl known as Angelica could do something like trying ice cream, there would be the rather jarring change in personality of someone like Sakura to deal with. The white haired lass seemed to be coming into herself in a rather extreme manner. And of course, Angelica expressed her understanding of this shift as fear, but it seemed she was the only one to see it that way. In fact, she also took note of the blushing face of Charlemagne as Sakura mentioned enjoying looking at him from the angle she currently had. She looked down upon him, and that was rather intimidating for all around. "Yes, Chuck, it's fucking weird. I'm not judging you though..." Angelica confirmed. She was afraid but perhaps Charlemagne had every reason to not be so. A smirk came to Sakura's face as she stepped towards the lad she now had on the floor. She watched as Angelica squirmed under the sensations of her shadows molesting her person and she couldn't help but feel a great deal of happiness at making both of them so very uncomfortable, albeit in very different ways. In the meantime, Sakura stood over Charlemagne only to turn and reach for his manhood. He was an integral part of her ascension and there were quite a few things she needed to do, and a few more she'd not quite figured out yet. "I still have to figure it out I suppose. You'll help," she said those words as if not giving Charlemagne much of an option, she lowered herself against his face, going on to seat herself above him. Obviously he had no problems with this sort of thing, and she'd begin a rather casual stroking of his cock. "Come here, An-chan~" she said as she began the process of tonging the lad's manhood directly and rubbing along its length all while she practically sat on his face, her own loins dripping over his face. Angelica for her part in this looked at Sakura and nodded standing nearly at attention before moving towards her. "Yes, ma'am..." she said succinctly. There appeared to be no fight at all in the other girl, but that was amusing to Sakura overall. It would be from this moment forward that she'd begin her evolution.