Charles Patricius

[Bloodedge]

Sakura was approaching orgasm. Reiji was approaching orgasm. Princess was approaching orgasm. Hiruko and Miko had just recently passed the moment. To address the first, Reiji felt an amount of quivering that no massage chair or device could ever compare to, and it was all natural. If he could imagine ramming his dick into a safe, wet, fleshy vacuum, Sakura's canal was what he'd imagine... on steroids. It hadn't been very long since they began, but he was already moaning and groaning as a second buckshot occurred to paint the rear wall of Sakura's womb and fill the remaining space from there.

All the while, Princess was at the receiving end of a tongue which didn't care how many dicks had been shoved up her snatch. The sound of her muffled screams did wonders for him as well, even without alerting anyone outside. If anyone heard anything... well, that much was normal in a love hotel. Just as normal was going down on one's partner, which was one of many reasons Kusanagi presently decided to devour this hooker's lower lips with reckless abandon as he thrusted into her throat with the same vigor. The stars were aligning at last. Perhaps Princess had enough experience as a prostitute to realize the meaning of that ball sack slapping against her face being quite a bit tighter than they were before.

Miko and her friend obviously had a very close relationship ─ seemingly much closer than any friendship could be. If Hiruko had to guess, he'd say their situation was more like what Miko and himself had become this evening. More importantly, Miko made clear the fact that she was sharing. Hiruko had reason to assume earlier, but now he knew one of those 'stunning' friends she mentioned was in his near future. "That's an exciting conversation to hear third-person. Hai hai, Kaya-sen. See you soon♥~" he said in a flirty tone despite never seeing the girl. Once that conversation ended, he slowly pulled away from Miko and ensured she kept balance. They did have to get dressed. With that in mind, he kept a hand on offer while leaving the bathtub, grabbing a towel on the way up. "For now, yeah. But the new clothes will be on me; they only take chips as payment, and I have a tab," he insisted for their eventual arrival. Another matter had recently crossed Hiruko's mind, though. That one had to be addressed with haste. "So you're better at what you do than someone who gets paid for it, and you've got a 'stunning' friend you're willing to bring along? Hearing that you don't have a boyfriend is disturbingly surprising, Kocchi♥~" he admitted.

[Apollymi]

Sakura and Reiji were approaching a perfect harmony. It was great, an explosion within her womb which painted the back wall in such a way as to make her moan. The convulsions of her core reached their climax and seemed to be squeezing the man to the ultimate end as a happy moan escaped the purple haired girl. "AAAAH♥!~" she moaned happily at the perfect climax. More so than that, the energy of this man's deposit was quite high compared to others. It left her skin tingling and her body desiring more. "Ah, ha... that was exactly what I needed~" she said pleased beyond belief.

At the same time, Princess was having a strange and almost out of body experience. She was moaning in a satisfied way with a cock buried down her throat and balls tensing near her face. She was quite the talented prostitute she knew exactly what that sort of thing meant, but strangely, she'd already accepted that this was likely happening this way... there was nothing to be worried about. Aside from that building sensation in her loins. On and on it went until rather suddenly it stopped and spread. Her entire body seemed to have raised skin, her eyes widened and then closed and everything just sort of stopped. Her body relaxed and her throat did the same and it was so surreal. She'd felt a tightening in her loins and all other aspects of physicality and then nothing. Her head felt strangely clear and now she was left with just a feeling of relaxation and peace. 'Was that an orgasm? Did this freaky fucker just make me cum? Did I actually just cum?' what was she supposed to do with that?

Apparently, Hiruko had been listening to the whole of their conversation. In doing so... he seemed pleased about the extension of an invitation to Kaguya and called it exciting. He even flirted with her, leaving Miko feeling oddly proud of herself for choosing to share this one. "Oya? You start talking to me like that too and something crazy might happen♥!~" Kaguya was tickled pink. Her best friend was obviously doing something very interesting this afternoon. After she hung up the phone, it was time for them to get out of the tub. He removed himself from her body, gently as he might and then even offered her a hand up and out of the tub. Apparently new clothes were being gotten from the casino and they were on him as they only accepted chips and he had a tab. Outside of the tub, she stood on slightly wobbly legs having a certain rushing feeling she'd only gotten once before, 'I really might be mana drunk~' she thought with a giggle. "You have a tab, at a casino... How can you have that kind of money?" she seemed to be processing that thought as she tiptoed over tiles with her phone in one hand and her hand in Hiruko's. She let that question slip out of her mouth just because but then a different kind of statement left Hiruko's. According to him, the combination of her sexual prowess and willingness to share with an equally attractive friend made her lack of a boyfriend, disturbing. She looked at him as she picked through her lingerie bag for a matching set, this one... royal blue. "Ah, well... there is probably a good reason for that. I'd basically forgotten about it... I've been kinda overwhelmed lately. I am actually painfully shy, and I am bad at noticing when people are interested in me, but I am working on it... I kind of missed out on something I was interested in so I've been trying not to repeat something like that again..." she said honestly as she put on her undergarments. A new set on she retrieved her dress and slipped it back on and went to retrieve her new shoes which matched.

[Bloodedge]

Sakura claimed that was exactly what she needed. Conversely, that recent experience was something Reiji never knew he needed until now. He needed a few moments to catch his breath, but those fingers never stopped moving between Sakura's legs. "Haah... I could say the same," he heaved. Still, Reiji found himself throbbing within Sakura's womb. Luckily she couldn't be impregnated; that surely would have done the trick if so. If not that, then... "It seems I'm still ready for another. If you're willing to indulge me, then..." he said, letting that thought float in the air.

While Princess was experiencing her first orgasm despite hundreds, if not thousands of prior experiences, Kusanagi was building toward his own. Her mouth and throat were performing at a new level as she underwent those unexpected changes. Once her throat relaxed, Kusanagi had a much easier time shoving his dick into it. He let his face be slickened by her juices, and then... he backed away from both top and bottom. No longer in the whore's throat, he rested his cock just within her mouth. A bit of freedom would be allowed this time. "That's surprising," he said apathetically. "I'm almost done. You can finish the job."

Speaking of finished jobs, another 'job' had reached its cleanup phase. Hiruko would have to pay someone a large sum of money for the room. As they moved along for the sake of donning clothes, Miko questioned his funds due to his mention of a casino tab. How did he become so wealthy? Well, there were two reasons, and either could have made him rich. He'd only be giving one, however. "I like to gamble," he said simply. True enough, gambling was a very lucrative thing for Hiruko. Perhaps Miko herself should have invested in a few gambles here and there, as she admitted to two reasons she was single. She was incredibly shy; that much had been made obvious before. She also... had a recent failed attempt. Those were never good. While slipping into his pants, an unbuttoned shirt already upon his torso, Hiruko clicked his tongue. "That's no good. But hey! Any chance that's not zero is a winning opportunity. Even zero percent might have something behind a decimal. If you ever get the chance, play that hand. It might be your lucky day~" he said in a half-flirty, half-motivational manner.

[Apollymi]

It would seem that both of them needed the idea that Sakura was offering initially. Still his fingers kept moving between her legs and Sakura's womb continued to quiver as she seemed to be stimulated beyond normal amounts. Odd, she didn't know something like this could be so effective, she'd have to try it more. Regardless, it would seem that Reiji wasn't quite done yet, he had more to offer and wished to be indulged. "Of course I'm willing to indulge you, Reiji-san... what would you like to do next?" she asked making sure her hips shook against him just a bit as they planned to continue from this point forward.

Meanwhile, Princess was having an existential crisis. She'd had an orgasm and now Kusanagi had withdrawn from her throat without spilling himself into it. It was quite odd, but apparently he wished for her to finish the job. She could do that she supposed, with just the tip of his cock in her mouth it would be rather easy. She reached up with a hand and stroked his cock from the base forward, strangely liking the feel of his skin against hers. "Hai..." she said without thinking about it too much. At the same time, since her mouth had already been violated, she'd treat him to the lavish strokes of her tongue without the condom in the way to block the sensation. The strength of that warm wet muscle around the underside of his cock along with the continued stroking was the sort of thing she expected to get things done. She also added a bit more, her other hand on his balls applying light pressure as if she intended to work him free of his orgasm. She assumed since he'd left his cock within her mouth he intended to cum there and she'd already made the mental plan to do something about that later so... she'd be waiting for the spurt of cum that would be next.

Apparently, liking to gamble was reason enough for Hiruko to have the kind of cash that allowed him to have a tab at a casino. "Oh..." Miko said in reply. Soon after she'd be getting dressed and hearing out what Hiruko had to say in regards to her situation. He too thought it sucked that she'd missed out but he had something flirty and motivational to say to her. It essentially boiled down to, play the hand she missed if she ever got the chance as it might be her lucky day. Miko had been giving his words consideration and then found herself smiling. "Hai, arigatou... Hiru-nii♪~" she said feeling strangely empowered by his words. That one was definitely going in a box with other motivational speeches. She'd changed a lot in the last few days and in the last week she'd managed to refocus herself quite a bit, but a three hundred year long crush wasn't exactly easy to get rid of, it was present in the back of her mind. Whatever the case, she'd be dressed and making sure her necessary clothing items and her pairs of shoes found themselves back in her bags. Of course, after that she made sure she kept that gold coin Hiruko had given her and was holding it in her hand along with her phone.

[Bloodedge]

Since Sakura was willing to indulge, Reiji would soon be building toward another glorious moment. She asked what he wished to do, and he supposed it would be his turn to make a choice. There were so many ideas which came to mind regarding this girl, he admittedly had some difficulty. "That's a tall order. I want to do everything physically possible. But, I suppose if I had to choose... I think I'll enjoy looking at you from the front this time. We should also avoid pruning," he said. With that, Reiji would be removing himself from the tub and urging Sakura to do the same.

Princess seemed to be recovering in a strange way after that recent experience. Kusanagi enjoyed watching those moments, but time was running short. He had to be done here, and he had to be done quickly. Luckily for him, Princess had a very capable mouth and two very capable hands to work his entire groin toward satisfaction. Ah, but there was another thing she probably didn't expect. She'd never been satisfied before, so she'd surely never been at the receiving end of what Kusanagi had in store. A bit of stroking, a bit of rubbing and a bit of licking and sucking had the green-haired man grinning widely in anticipation. Throb, throb... splash. Perhaps splash wasn't the right word. Obviously Kusanagi had an actual bottle of milk stored inside his body somehow. Obviously he was squeezing that bottle to spray some strangely white matcha tea en masse into the hooker's mouth. Yes, surely that was the case.

Hiruko donned his pants and shirt, and was slipping into his shoes by the time Miko moved past her undergarments. Whenever she finished dressing and organized her things, he was standing and waiting to depart. All the while, she took his advice at face value. Hiruko nodded. That was all she needed to do besides keep a positive attitude about her. As they vacated the room, he'd be sharing his own philosophy with the lass. "Atta girl. Your luck is what you make of it. If your energy is good enough, good things will just happen to you. As my lucky charm, you're required to have your own luck... so don't let me down, Kocchi♥~: he flirted further. Soon enough, they were in the lobby again. Hiruko provided a slip of paper with a bit of transfer information written on it. In handing it to the front desk worker, he offered some advice. "Checking out, Boss. Don't let anyone else get that room for a while. Send your best to clean it, and charge double the cost to that account there. Arigatou~"

[Apollymi]

It would seem that Reiji was a very open individual once one got past his formal presentation. He claimed he wanted to do everything physically possible, but for now he simply wished to have sex while facing Sakura. "Oh? Easily done~" Sakura agreed. There was the fact that she enjoyed watching people herself so facing those she was entwined with was often fun, but apparently there was the matter of them leaving the tub as well. She could agree to that. He removed himself from her, finding no problems doing so and then... helped her out the tub. So considerate was this man, she was young she didn't need the assistance, but she also felt like it'd be rude not to accept it. A trusted individual should be extended whatever type of trust they wanted, and as such, Sakura would be drying off and then following him out of the bath to wherever their next position would be taking them.

Meanwhile, in a hotel room, Princess was working her client up to an orgasm in the way that she did such things. She was good enough at her job to get most of her male clients where they were going but... this situation was already strange. Here and now, it was obvious by the grin on his face that something strange was about to happen but what she couldn't prepare herself for was the texture and quantity of his essence. Something like milk seemed to spill into her mouth and onto her face. Beyond that though she would have normally gone to spit such a thing out immediately the taste of it hit her palate and caused sheer confusion. The convulsion of her throat and the desire to swallow happened almost without her consent as she essentially drank everything that didn't just spill on her face. "Why does it taste like that?" she finally managed after she recovered. Of all the things in the world she expected to taste, from a mouth full of jizz... matcha wasn't on the list. How was she supposed to react to this day, she was sure this wasn't how things were supposed to happen. Why had he forced her to orgasm and why... did he jizz in her mouth? Her brain was functioning at a high level she was sure, but why did he do these things?

Miko had gathered her things and while she and Hiruko traveled out of the room after they dressed, it would seem he had clarification to offer about his philosophy. His claims were easy to understand and he thought that people made their own luck. He went on to inform her that as his lucky charm she was required to have her own. A sentence she seemed to speak often slipped from between her lips, "Hai, I'll do my best♪!~" she confirmed. She'd already taken a bit of control of her own life. She was already doing things because she wanted to, not letting opportunities she wanted to take slip by her. Perhaps her luck would turn around and that missed opportunity wouldn't sting so badly when it popped up in her head. She'd been so busy lately that she managed to bury it, but in talking about it again, and knowing that she'd be living with him and likely his two wives, perhaps she would be better off not letting her thoughts about it fester too much. After all, it was a desire of 300 years, she couldn't expect it to truly disappear over night, and at this point in her life she wasn't even sure it was something she wanted to happen. She gave all that thought while standing at Hiruko's side, with a slightly reddened face, seemingly pleased beyond reason. She seemed admittedly confident though she was still wearing the same clothes, she did look pretty calm with a happy light dancing in her brown eyes.

[Bloodedge]

While Sakura and Reiji moved elsewhere in the house, Kusanagi moved away from Princess enough to take another picture of her face. He seemed unbothered by the fact that she was covered in cum, and equally unbothered by the fact that she was more flabbergasted than mentally broken. Some sort of break had obviously occurred, but not the sort he'd become accustomed to. Why was she questioning the flavor of semen? "Because it does," Kusanagi said flatly. He didn't seem to really know or care what she was talking about, but that was par for the course. "But... you liked it. That's new. I can't usually tell if they love or hate it. The mind usually breaks long before that happens. Good job surviving," the green-haired man complimented. His ear remained open for the slightest hint of developments next door. Princess had actually managed to accomplish something within the perfect timeframe. "Clear up the rest and go take a bath. I have something to do before I do anything else with you."

[Apollymi]

Because it does. This man had no real answer for questions and Princess didn't really know what to do with him. "That... " she stopped. Why bother asking crazy questions. Maybe he was a science experiment, an alien or some kind of freaky robot who was developing sentience through terrible interactions with humanity? Any of those things might explain why his cum tasted of matcha. As for the thought that she liked it, maybe she was crazy. Still there was a compliment paid to her about her lasting sanity but she wasn't sure that was the case at all. "Thanks, I guess..." she said her confusion still evident. He told her to clean up the rest and she rolled over and sat upright, she wiped her face with the palm of her and then licked it, if only to make sure. And surprise surprise, it actually still tasted like matcha. "Maybe I'm dead. Maybe that's what it is, they got me and this is my own special form of hell..." she said as if it made sense. He had something else to do, she'd be going to take a bath but not without licking her lips first. It was kind of tasty for something that came out of someone else's body. Definitely the best thing she'd ever had in her mouth that wasn't food as a prostitute. "Yep, having a bath... good luck," she said casting a glance to the other room. She went into the bathroom not bothering to shut the door or anything of the sort. She began running a hot bath while washing her face and body with hotel toiletries. When all was said and done, she was sitting in the tub, soaking and looking up at the ceiling. 'Why did a guy who might kill me... make me cum for the first time in my life? What does it get out of it? Why does his jizz taste like matcha?' she questioned closing her eyes for a moment but her ears were tuned to the room outside.

Meanwhile, back in the Ferrari, Miko would be sitting in her seat, buckled in properly staring at Hiruko and thinking about the way the night would be progressing. This man was very good at setting her at ease, and beyond that... he'd helped her with a problem she'd barely registered having. It felt good for a normal person without reason to be invested in her mana or spiritual complexity to just be interested in her. As far as she knew, she'd not had such a thing be reciprocated before this point and it felt right. Ah, but Kaguya would be joining them shortly and she knew her friend. She knew the other girl would probably aim to monopolize the dick initially under the claim that Miko had already had a turn. Maybe she should get out ahead of that situation? She gave it consideration as her mouth shifted slightly and she drooled just a little in the right corner. Perhaps though... she should actually be good and not distract him while he was driving?

[Bloodedge]

Princess remained sane in the conventional sense, but her mind was clearly not in the right place. She started rambling about being dead and experiencing her own form of hell. Kusanagi heard it all before. Normally, that sort of speech happened before he was finished. No matter. While she spoke, he was holding one hand out, palm down and fingers fully outstretched. Kusanagi stared at that hand for several seconds. "Hmm," he mumbled. Princess confirmed her trip to the bathroom, wishing him luck. She knew what he was without a shadow of a doubt. "Hai," he said plainly in response. Only when Princess moved toward the bathroom did Kusanagi move from his standing location. A quick fix of his slacks, and he was moving toward that window he inspected upon arriving. As one might expect, he'd also be hopping out that window. . .

Hiruko and his lucky charm made it safely to the Ferrari, and he seemed to be almost tenderly stroking the steering wheel before pulling out of the parking lot. Ten minutes was a generous estimation when he could effortlessly drive up to 300 kilometers per hour, but that was fine. He drove onto the highway, following GPS to the location given by Miko during their departure. While on the road however, he shifted his gaze toward the lass and... saw a face of deviant contemplation. "Impatient already, Kocchi?" he questioned in a knowing manner. "I'll be honest; so am I. I might have to get a penthouse at the casino tonight~"

[Apollymi]

Princess was abusing hotel amenities. A tub soak wasn't something she got very often and she usually avoided public baths for the sake of not having to run into any one who might recognize her potentially. Even so, she noted more than a few oddities about Kusanagi. That thing he did with his hand for instance, was quite strange. She wondered if he was on something and had the shakes... she'd seen a few drug addicts and traumatized people who couldn't keep their cool. But she almost didn't want to think about what would give a man with nerves like his the shakes. Instead she blinked again. 'I should get a touch up on my hair again. Maybe I'll do that when I make it out here... treat myself and take a trip to the beach and everything...' she thought. 'Assuming of course, I am not about to become the fall guy for a hit. Or even just a more extensive abuse target...' she thought absently. 'Actually, that didn't really feel like abuse. I wonder if I'll get to cum again? Now that I'm not freaking out about it... it felt nice,' she finished her line of thought while hearing that window open and knew something strange was happening. Whatever, it wasn't her business. If she wasn't actually dead, questioning the work of a hitman would probably be a good way to end up dead.

In the meantime, the staring Miko was soon confronted. They'd made it out of the hotel and back into his car without incident. Beyond that point though... there was the matter of a certain look which Hiruko seemed to be able to interpret from Miko with relative ease. She managed to blush and look like a child caught doing something bad. "Yeah, a bit. Am I that easy to read?" she wondered aloud. Ah, but she wasn't the only one impatient. Hiruko admitted being so as well, and spoke of potentially getting a penthouse at the casino as well... "That sounds crazy, but I won't complain about potential privacy and more time to enjoy," she said clearly. "Though I am already thinking about it," she mused. There was a problem with Miko and it was mostly the way her brain functioned. ADHD made her hyper fixate and then she had OCD which made her obsess over the things she hyper fixated on. Speaking of more time to enjoy that little droplet of drool was becoming something a bit closer to a streak. Perhaps she should go for a little more. "Hiru-nii♫!~" she sang his name as her hand came to rest against his manhood in his pants which she was acutely aware of for several reasons. "You can drive as long as I don't go too crazy right?" she asked as the deviance playout in her brain. If she got in a quick ride they could both be happy and she could get a good filling before her friend showed up to take her turn as it were.

[Bloodedge]

While Princess sat in the tub, Kusanagi collected a duffel bag hidden behind the building earlier in preparation. If she remained attentive, she'd hear him slipping back into the window in just over a minute. The follow-up would be ruffling and a bit of clicking, clacking and shifting as Kusanagi assembled the zoom lens of a camera. 'Calm. Steady hand, steady breath. You will not take action. You will acquire information. The target does not die tonight. To kill the target or associated parties is to fail the task. You will investigate and... their faces will be so much better for it,' he thought a mantra to calm himself ─ as much as possible, at least. It wasn't working long-term, but he was quickly hopping through the window again to find a vantage point for viewing the next room. 'Nara-ya will be so destroyed if you take the right pictures. Maybe you'll fuck her retarded and have the pictures to show them... when their time comes. . .'

Meanwhile, Hiruko and Miko were both admitting to a certain impatience, with the latter asking if she was so easy to read. Hiruko laughed and pointed at the corner of his own mouth. "Well that wasn't there a minute ago, and it's not mine this time~" he teased. Miko seemed at least mildly interested in the idea of getting a penthouse just to use for the night; however, she was already thinking about another round. She was an interesting girl who had the strangest ability to arouse, even for Hiruko who found such a thing easy already. The singing of his name and the feeling of her hand over his dick was more than enough to get him going. Could he manage as long as she didn't go too crazy? Time was a major factor in that. "It's a gamble, but there's a win condition. Since I know what you're bringing to the table now, you can probably go as crazy as you want. Should be fun, but you've got about eight minutes♥~ he flirted. It would be quite a shame if he got riled-up without finishing before their arrival, so he was fine with a bit of the 'craziness' Miko claimed. Surely he wouldn't crash again if she flew off the handle. . .

[Apollymi]

The things that were going through the mind of the killer stalking another pair in their hotel room wasn't at all what someone like Princess could understand. She was too busy trying to figure out what was going on in her own mind. She'd experienced an orgasm for the first time and now she was confused about her life's purpose... and wanted to experience another one. Still, she couldn't bring herself to try and give herself one in this bath because... well the crazy killer was still outside and it'd be really awkward to explain what she was doing. Besides that she still wasn't sure she'd survive long term exposure to that man, she could really afford to let her guard down while she was still unsure of his motivations for keeping her alive. 'Why did I take this job?' she wondered to herself. 'Why did nothing feel as bad as it normally does?' she continued. 'Why do I feel like something has changed?'

Just like that... Miko was making a weird decision to ride or to snack? Well... there was the drool at the corner of her mouth which seemed to hint at a specific desire. And her hand was already on his manhood... surely she could squeeze one out of him before then, but she also wished to be filled in the physical sense. She finally had the sensation for it back. Decisions decisions. According to Hiruko, he had a good feel for her now and she could go as crazy as she wished though she only had eight minutes. "Hm... can I do it in eight minutes... I'll try my best♫~" she chimed. What did trying her best entail? Well, she was already removing his manhood from his pants. Already situating herself to begin. A hand began to stroke while she continued to drool. She really might need to rethink her appetites. Well, when all else failed her favorite option was both, she'd begin her trial salivating and devouring this man's cock. Taking into her mouth and tasting with the happiest of moans to offer, maybe she was odd, but something about the combination of time constraint and desire made her feel a little bit giddy. Just the same her hands moved up and down his cock as she excitedly made progress towards, swallowing the whole of his cock down her throat while her fingers and hands massaged it. Her mouth creating a rather wet environment which would be strangely mirrored by her loins.

[Bloodedge]

Time passed in the love hotel. It was about ten minutes before Kusanagi slipped through the window again, having all the images he needed and more. Actually, it didn't take the whole ten minutes. He was able to catch the sexual encounter of one Nara Rita's husband from start to finish, and even some of the afterglow and pillow talk in about... six minutes. The ten minute mark was his return after confirming Rita's husband would not be diving right back in to enjoy that boring woman again. Either way, his return came with a deep exhale as that camera's images were sorted through. "Pitiful," he said. "I got excited for nothing... but tomorrow... tomorrow will be good~"

In that same window of time, Miko was making another decision of indulgence. Hiruko would once again have to drive at very unsafe speeds with his dick in the brunette's throat. Luckily for him, he was indeed able to manage against Miko's methods after experiencing them so much through the day. Ah, but being able to manage effective driving did not mean he could feel any less. Iino Miko was still startlingly great at what she did, but after a matter of minutes... it seemed he was just around the block from the house they were meant to stop at. Sadly, he wasn't close enough to being finished... but that was alright by Hiruko's standards; he had more than enough expulsions for the day, and the night was still very young.

[Apollymi]

The killer known as Kusanagi thought something pitiful. By the time he was mentioning this, Princess was pulling herself from the bath, drying off and wrapping herself in a towel. Once she was mostly dry she stepped back into the room. She was still confused by the entirety of her day, but it seemed her current client was pleased enough by his days events. "Oh? That didn't take very long at all. I thought I'd get a bit longer to consider my life choices..." she said sarcastically. this man was looking through photos which she assumed were of the people next door. Whatever reason he had to follow and take those pictures here were only a few she could think of which needed this sort of evidence. Maybe he was just a private investigator that took his job way too seriously? Or maybe someone's cheating husband or wife was about to get a huge surprise? Or... maybe it was a different kind of scheme which required blackmail or something of the sort. There were too many possibilities for her to work out without more information and she wasn't in the habit of asking people too many things when she wasn't sure how much information was too much for her life to continue on.

Meanwhile, Miko was happily devouring a cock, though ever present were her time constraints... she worried less about that than she probably should have. She did have a problem with hyper-focus and right now her only focus was sating the building feeling in her loins and throat. She figured it'd probably take a bit longer to get Hiruko to give from just this particular method, but she had something she wanted to do now that she could and an inkling of something to try. That dark voice she'd gotten used to in her head wasn't currently present, but she was sure she could do something extreme and get herself where she was going and maybe him to... even if he didn't get there, a bit of shock was good for the soul. As such around the time of that final turn she ejected Hiruko from her throat, her hand still moving up and down his cock. "Feeling extreme right now, gomen... Hiru-nii♫~" she sang her apology but why was she apologizing. She popped out of her seatbelt and slid into his lap, she was sure she wasn't blocking his sight but she had a very specific desire now that it was possible. She aligned herself. And unlike her previous slow descents.... she gave herself a moment of pause before slamming this man home, twice, once straight into her tight wet canal and then all the way into her womb while facing him. Her entire body lowered in just an instant. And just to try it out, because she could, she tightened her core with purpose. "AAAAAAAHHHHHH♫!~" she sang her happiness and her orgasm as her body convulsed around his cock. "Worth it♪~" she chimed.

[Bloodedge]

As Kusanagi observed the photos recently taken, Princess emerged from the bath. She commented on the speed of his venture outside, and her mind was obviously working through something else. She had such a curious mind for a prostitute. Without a doubt, this wasn't wholly the career for her. Kusanagi soon enough shifted his gaze toward the towel-clad woman, apathetic as ever in his observation. "What do you think?" was all he wondered. He'd made several observations, both in live action and in reviewing the images. As observant as Princess was thus far, he wondered what conclusions she'd reach.

At the end of their trip, Miko randomly offered Hiruko an apology. He couldn't tell what the reason for that was, but one could easily assume it was something dangerous she'd decided a moment before ejecting him from her mouth. What a strange time she'd chosen. He was mere moments from parking, and she was talking about feeling extreme. Miko loosed her seatbelt; obviously extreme meant extremely dangerous. Did she intend to give up on calling her friend out right away? Maybe, Hiruko thought. Wrong; she intended to kill them both! A quick hop into his lap had the lass descending the full length of his cock, slamming him to the depths of her womb. A hiccup occurred as Hiruko slammed brakes... but that wasn't all. She was tight enough already, so why did she need to do more? Well, whatever her reason was... that was what she did. That tightening of her canal was something powerful. Hiruko's mouth fell agape immediately. It felt as if he had a block through the whole of his urethra from that squeeze, until... the quivering came from Miko's own orgasm. The rapid loosening and tightening that followed had an almost vibrating quality which had him spewing into the depths of her womb in under three seconds. "Haa! Fuck!" he shouted. Well, if nothing else, Miko proved herself capable of erasing Hiruko's cool and collected demeanor despite hours of adjustment to her antics. How she still had tricks up her sleeve, he didn't know ─ but that was alright. "Where are you hiding these extra skills, Kocchi? Anyway... hah... we made it here alive."