Charles Patricius

[Apollymi]

Miko's immediate desire to be called by her given name was answered with... an ideation about the closeness. He claimed he wanted something more than just her name if he was going to do that, and gave a couple of options. She had quite a bit to say about that, but a certain urgency would keep her from addressing it immediately. In fact, she'd already have his cock in her hand and be stroking it while he rambled his way through the shock of her actions. Still, he had already propositioned her and she already knew what they'd be doing, her current aggression wouldn't last forever, just until this fire died down. Perhaps, she'd even switch back to her softer slightly more devious self, but right now there was a need one that was being lightly quelled by touching the exposed skin of Charlemagne's shaft. It was also being quelled by the meeting of their lips while it happened. And his hands around her waist as she relaxed into the sensation. There was a need an urgency but a break would be happening to speak at least. And when it did, she'd be addressing all the things she needed to, while busying her mouth and tongue against his face and neck.

"First, you really fit in great with us..." she murmured thinking about how she and her friends referred to each other. Which was the only thing she managed to say before she licked the side of his neck. Both of the options given felt nice so she didn't mind either. "Second, both work but you can go with whatever feels most natural, just as long as it's my given name. It doesn't feel right to go super formal after centuries of informal friendship," she commented absently as her lips pressed into the hollow of his neck before her tongue lashed out against his left pectoral muscle. "Third, I added the please because I realized I was being demanding, right at the start. I usually build up to that sort of thing..." she mused. Well, perhaps her loins being on fire had something to do with that. "But you don't mind right Charlie?" she said as she leaned back up. Her hand was rubbing against his cock and she'd casually place it between her thighs. She'd rub it against her dripping sex while rocking her hips to satisfy the need for more physical engagement. "Beastkin libido is different..." she murmured. As one who was always horny, it felt strange to feel even more fire than normal, but there was a certain cooling happening as she rubbed Charlemagne's cock between her thighs directly against her sex.

[Bloodedge]

The fire in Miko may have been calmed slightly by contact, but in Charlemagne's case, things could only be made worse. He'd been through all of her other forms bar Anais, and as such could be considered sated for the time being. Having purposed contact once again was fueling a fire that could have fizzled out ─ not that he'd be complaining about that. Of course he couldn't complain about anything while having his cock stroked and a lips/tongue combination around his neck. All he could do in that case, was deal with the sensation of goosed flesh as chills spread along his torso. He even felt a tightness in his nipples while Miko commented on him fitting in with her friend group. "Hn─yeah I... kinda noticed that. A few times, even," he said, knowing he'd already dwelled within two of Miko's four friends... and was sure to do so with a third soon enough. He had special hopes for a fourth, but that one seemed a bit more confusing to manage. Miko was easy to manage, though.

One thing Charlemagne couldn't effectively do with this one, was choose what he'd call her. That would likely become easier whenever he returned to Kazuhiko. For now, he'd leave it. Moving onto her request, which wasn't much of one given her immediate action, she'd only said 'please' because she was being demanding. The one he'd committed to marrying was Angelica Edelfelt; surely she didn't think such extras were necessary. "Actually... eheh," he interjected bashfully. "Being demanding is completely fine with me. It's kind of a turn-on," he admitted. Saying he didn't mind would be the understatement of the century. As fate would have it, there was another understatement being offered. Miko claimed the libido of beastkin was different, all while placing his cock between her thighs to rub hot, drenched folds along the shaft. The amount of moisture he was slathered in was akin to penetration post-orgasm. Charlemagne couldn't keep his own hips from thrusting as he held Miko's waist more firmly. "Not sure different is the word I'd use. Extreme. It's definitely ah... extreme," he argued. Without a visual, Charlemagne could do naught but assume those fluids were flowing smoothly and consistently enough to drip from his cock after application. "So, what ─ are you claiming to be an animal even in human form? That's kinda hot~"

[Apollymi]

If Miko was calmed by the contact between them, it might have simply been that she was spreading her desire around. Well, that was fine, there was still the residual of their combined experiences built up, and she did understand the stance of Anais. Beyond that point though, while their bodies remained in close proximity, and while she moved her thighs around his shaft repeatedly, he mentioned noticing the way he fit in with her friends. "Good good, we'll get you through the set~" she said in a cheeky manner. Actually, she knew a truth about her friends and given that Charlemagne was one who'd earned her absolute trust, he'd have theirs as well... still his issues with one of them would be a problem for later and would likely work itself out. Until then though, she'd amuse herself with him, and slip in as many of these interactions as possible.

Right now, she was fully enjoying the contact with his skin. Feeling the hardness of him against her own softness. What was more, they'd continue having quite casual discussions while building up to intercourse again. Apparently, her more demanding intro wasn't actually a problem for Charlemagne. He found such things to be a turn on. She could have guessed that, given what Angelica was like, but given confirmation she'd only smile a little deviously. "Hai hai, be as demanding as I want. Running with it," she said. "Actually, I am a bit like that as well," she admitted to her own enjoyment of a more demanding demeanor, though in her case, it was probably connected to that like of men in charge. With a firmer grip set to her hips, and Charlemagne's moving as well, her own hands and mouth kept up her exploration while she enjoyed the sensation of his cock between her folds. All the while, he spoke on the extreme nature of the Beastkin libido, saying he wouldn't have called it different. "Hm, well... I am extreme so I guess that makes sense," she mentioned while being casually amused. And then he asked about her nature as an animal, flirtingly implying it was hot if she meant that she was an animal even in human form. "If it's hot, then what's one more odd claim about my human self. I'm already a monster~" she said. "Speaking of..." her thoughts trailed off. A combination of being demanding and needing more than her moving hips would allow would lead to another of those more direct demands. "Pick me up, I need to ride dick!" she asserted most directly. Well the already talked about her manner of speech being one which he enjoyed already. If he wanted demands while she was feeling like giving them, she'd do that too. Here and now there was a certain twitch deep within her loins that required a direct answer. All the while the juices from her loins were definitely dripping down Charlemagne's shaft, fully basting it and making sure he'd be more than ready no matter what kind of speed their next connection had.

[Bloodedge]

Charlemagne, or rather Kimura Kazuhiko, fully intended to address the full list of Miko's friends. He felt a strong attraction to all five of them for different reasons. If one of them took a bit of extra work, he'd put forth the necessary effort when necessary. For now though, his primary concern was what stood right in front of him. What else could he be? Miko busied her body by rubbing his dick between her legs and undercarriage, even as he thrusted between them. With that sort of cooperation happening, penetration was becoming an afterthought bit by bit. The first thought however, was something shared between them about demanding partners. He enjoyed it; she enjoyed it. In time, something interesting was likely to come of that agreement. "Mutual understanding, mutual benefits!" Charlemagne asserted.

Regarding the extremeness of Miko, there were no arguments from either side. She even acknowledged herself as a monster. Hearing that, Charlemagne... could actually see where it came from. In terms of sexual ability, she didn't make any sense at all; she was too far outside the norm. Of course Charlemagne was as well, but... two goddesses got him to this point. Once again though, he would not be looking a gift horse in the mouth. Instead, he'd now listen to what it had to say. This one had an urge to ride, demanding that he pick her up. "Aye ma'am!" Charlemagne said, showing no hesitation. No, he only flashed a wide grin while both hands squeezed firmer still. He'd lift her without any other alteration to their current positioning from his end, stopping the ascent when she was high enough to clear his tool's full length.

[Apollymi]

Miko was sure that Kazuhiko would be experiencing all of her friends. She had insider information and general understanding that said each of them would find him appealing for different reasons. She liked him and they would too, such was simply the nature of their friendships. Beyond those points though, their current discussion of their shared technically submissive attitudes came with some acknowledgement that they had a mutual understanding and thus would garner mutual benefits. "Aye!" she said appreciating his candor.

Soon after that, Miko was making a demand, one which would get an answer that had no hesitation. She'd also completely abandoned the pretense of politeness. She'd already abandoned it to some extent but here and now she was being very direct and as dirty as her mind allowed. In this case, she wanted to ride and demanded to be lifted and that desire was acknowledged with no hesitation. It caused a little giggle to escape her as she was brought up above his shaft. "I am strangely satisfied by instant gratification," she mentioned as she wiggled her hips. Such would bring Charlemagne's tip in contact with her folds as she used her own movements to find the proper alignment. Still she was drenching him in her juices but beyond that she was very much enjoying the sensation. She allowed her arms to rest atop Charlemagne's shoulders as her legs rose to either side of his torso, doing so gave her a bit of leverage. Which she'd immediately use to begin a rather satisfying descent. Would she go for slow or fast? Well, there was the satisfaction of lowering which she'd take at a mild pace, but she wouldn't be stopping until she felt him all the way in her womb. And as such she'd be enjoying herself.

[Bloodedge]

Once he'd lifted the brunette, all that remained was the new beginning. Miko was put in place, only having to handle the task of opening up and taking the ride she'd demanded. It began with arms on shoulders and legs around waist ─ things Charlemagne had become very familiar with, and found himself thoroughly enjoying each time it occurred. The question of initial speed remained, of course. Whether Miko began fast or slow was on Charlemagne's mind from the moment he picked her up. Curiosity didn't begin to cover it.

Ah, he wouldn't be waiting for an answer very long. It seemed Miko's answer to that unasked question was... neither. She didn't take the fast and aggressive approach. Conversely, she didn't take the approach that would be slow, agonizing, and even torturous. He instead got to deal with Miko taking a moderate pace that didn't let up for the entire descent. She'd be lowering until she had him in her womb, where things were clearly preferred by most who had the experience. She'd be in for something new today, though. The agreement to meet Charlemagne as he offered 100% had been made. As he was very consistently riled-up, the time for reaching 100% was... the very moment he felt the end of Miko's womb. Right then, there was a pulse of mana. The whole of Miko's interior would be gravitationally pulled to his rod as the pulse itself shot outward, echoing across the space beyond the barrier. It traveled further still, eventually reaching the storm wall and being flung across Jupiter from there. The storms roared; lightning struck and echoed across the planet. Compared to the initial experience they shared, which topped-out at about 20%, the completion of penetration here would be akin to a hundred or so full sessions. Miko said she was satisfied by instant gratification, so she'd get it again.

[Apollymi]

Miko and Charlemagne were starting up something new. A push towards 100 percent was what Miko wanted. She was a ready and willing participant in receiving the most he had to offer. And given this she wanted she went to take it at a consistent and medium pace. She lowered herself without hesitation and she couldn't help but feel good as she completed this motion. But she knew she could expect something good from Charlemagne, he wasn't the type to leave all the effort to her. So what would be happening when he finally reached the depths of her womb.

A pulse. She'd experienced something of a pull whenever her body met Charlemagne's or Kazuhiko's. There was a certain bit of confirmation as she knew her own womb seemed to be weighted a bit. Still, it was nothing compared to what she was currently feeling. In truth it was like her inner body sought to comform, in an instant. She felt all the weight of them combined in a moment. How could she have anything resembling a normal reaction as the gravity pulsated even outside of her body to the barrier, to the storm and to the atmosphere around this giant planet? Well, all she could do was add to it, "OOooooooh♪~" what left her throat was likely a clear soprano note. All the while an orgasm rocked her entire body, hell even her soul. If she was responsible for watering the garden there were no worries to be had. The fluid that escaped her loins would splash his torso and hips. Beyond that the feeling of magic within her body felt like it was draining directly towards her loins. Even the tears that were suddenly streaming down her face weren't something she could control. Her tongue was even hanging out of her mouth by the end of that moment, with... a bit of drool falling from it as well. Beyond all those things there was relief, it felt amazing and she would take a deep breath and smile. It would take a few moments maybe even a lifetime, but she'd begin moving her hips. "Worth it♪~" she sang happily afterwards, her hips raising and lowering while her core remained tightly wrapped around Charlemagne's shaft. There was nothing else to do but enjoy that absolute 100 and do her best to live up to it as well.

[Bloodedge]

100% was a foreign concept to Charlemagne, whether in regards to combat or sexual output. For some time now, he'd been resting on the idea that Earth couldn't handle this. Now, it was confirmed. Their home planet would have exploded ages ago. Even Jupiter, massive as it was, would be fully feeling the effects of their session soon enough. In these opening moments, Miko would be the one feeling it. The initial pulse was worth one hell of a reaction, apparently. Charlemagne was quite certain his entire lower torso and lap were fully drenched. Actually... there was something wet on his upper torso as well. It seemed Miko's tongue was dripping drool from where it hang. That, paired with some leakage from her eyes, were wetting his chest. He could do naught but look down into Miko's face in awe while keeping her pinned against him.

"That was intense! You sure you want to─" There was no point in Charlemagne completing that statement. Before he reached the end, Miko claimed something was 'worth it.' Tightly squeezed into her canal, he figured there was only one thing she could mean... and took that as an opportunity to move his hips in a winding fashion. "Sounds like a yes to me~" he stated. During that winding which stirred Miko within, those pulses kept releasing like crashing waves, each focused against the primary point of applied pressure in the moment of its release. This 100% idea was already proving to be an incredible, fun idea. He'd have to commit to it for as long as possible.

[Apollymi]

The ideal of hundred percent effort was one which didn't have a quantifiable understanding. The experiences Miko had up to this point were all their own kind of fun, and she couldn't have picked a faovrite even if she tried. But... in this moment, her own bodily reaction said that this was the pinnacle of a moment. She'd experienced something great, mentally, physically and spiritually. All had escaped her from every orifice that could normally leak. Tears, drool, and the splatter from her loins... all of it combined. Whatever sort of dizzying face she was making with Charlemagne looked down at her she didn't know. All she did know, was that by the time she was speaking happily she'd licked her lips to pull her tongue into her mouth. Beyond that she'd felt the dampness she'd applied to his chest and torso. It would be easily used as lubrication.

"Abso-fucking-lutely, a yes♪!~" she sang. As he began winding his hips, she began moving hers. In a gently opposing rhythm. She'd meet every point of contact with a slight shake or a twist while experiencing even more pulses within her core which echoed outwards. Each movement brought another high pitched note from her mouth, to the point that it almost sounded like it was something of purpose. "Oooh♪-ooh♪-Ooh♪-Ooooh♪~" the notes left her mouth as her loins continued to convulse and pour out. She was beginning to believe that the incident that had seen her bed filled with her own mana, was no mere showing of her sexual prowess within her own dreams. "Best!♪ Idea♪ Ever!♪!" Miko sang as her vision finally cleared and she could look up into Charlemagne's face. Still she couldn't stop with simply matching his movements. She wanted to ride and so she would. She fully locked her legs around his waist, using the extra leverage to match this medium pace, she'd make sure he felt it too, whether through the gentle licks and panting against his chest and the side of his face. Or through those happy little notes that slipped out of her mouth. What she couldn't know, was that her magic was doing much more than watering their garden, being absorbed by the moss and spreading streams. It was also, a point of echolocation, something which could be heard, but a sleeping creature... floating aimlessly though space.

[Bloodedge]

The affirmative response of Miko was a given. Still, she affirmed it once more after Charlemagne's voiced understanding. They would carry on in a relatively normal fashion, albeit with nothing resembling normal results. The spiral pattern hips were taking would be mimicked by the planet itself in time... or perhaps, they would be mimicking the planet accidentally? Whatever the case, it was nothing Charlemagne was conscious of. All he knew was that a twisting motion felt rather satisfying, so it would be something he continued for some time. Miko seemed to think much the same. She had already joined his chosen motions, which only gave Charlemagne the signal to double down.

As always, the noises were a major part of dealing with Miko. He could treat it as an orchestra meant to go alongside his performance, improving in quality as he improved in output. Charlemagne was sure to take his time, but also sure to keep progress steady without holding back. "This feels right. Gonna keep at it for a bit," he stated. After a few minutes, 'keeping at it' wouldn't be too accurate. Swirling massive burst waves of mana around in Miko's womb was only the start. Charlemagne's bread and butter as a magical being was to channel through his own body, enhancing his physical attributes. He'd be doing precisely that as time went on, causing his hips to spin at speeds well beyond inhuman. In fact, Charlemagne even had the wherewithal to mix a shallow thrust of sorts into the rotation. He'd eventually be stirring within Miko with all the intensity and rapidity of a typhoon.

[Apollymi]

Affirmative responses would continue, both in action and in words. Miko was able to adjust... even so, there was a certain difference in the kind of action being taken by Charlemagne. He was a physical person, who used magic to enhance himself. Given this, his sexual prowess would become a proper reflection of that basic understanding. All she could do was join in. Her body had taken to rocking along with those twists. She'd chosen to match his energy and that would take a bit more than simple desire to accomplish.

Here and now Charlemagne mentioned his current twisting motion feeling right. He was going to keep it up, "Aye, Sir♪!~" Miko chimed happily. Still, her own movements wouldn't be stopping. Even as she felt magical pulses as his dick rocked around in circles within her womb, her own hips would join in on a similar but slightly off motion. Like a note accenting and accentuating those movements, her own hips rocked in a circle on his cock in slight opposition. Even as he got beyond human normal speed, it took quite a bit of her own physical and magical ability to so something rather similar. It was much easier now, with her mana properly following into her body, she felt like one of those science experiment bottles with a tornado in the water. Still, from the outside if one could perceive it, they'd see the circular shaking of Miko's hips, as if her spine was disjointed and she was simply using her core to shift while her legs stabilized her. The storm forming was something she felt but she couldn't say it mattered to her as she was having fun responding to the purely physical nature of Charlemagne. Even that burning within her core was dissipating as she orgasmed repeatedly and kept working through it while shaking her hips in a circle causing her rear to make the same sort of physical shaking. It felt right, and as she moaned her content, she'd keep it up. "Woooooh♪~" she chimed eventually. "It really does feel right♪~" she added. While her hips met his in a dance that created a hurricane she couldn't help but sink further in. The responsive speed of her hips would lead him to control the pacing of the ride, but still, she would ride giving the physical feedback of her hips, core and ass as she rocked with the motions and kept up the pace. She could enjoy this anytime she was sure...

[Bloodedge]

There would be no changes in the way things went between the pair ─ not for some time yet. Charlemagne was only beginning to execute 100% power with matching efforts. He noted Miko's repeated orgasms as progress continued; if not from the clenching, then from the wetness of his own legs. Things were developing very nicely, he thought. Of course, there was a bit of chaos to be found in all things. For all the pleasure this pair sought, their combined movements eventually reached a level they could not recover from with any ease. With motion, came momentum. With that momentum at a certain point, there came side-effects.

In this case, existing side-effects would be the creation of another wind storm. Winds were kicking up around them to grow winds within the atmosphere of the barrier. With their clashing movements however, things were a bit more hectic than a mere hurricane or typhoon, lashing outward with no particular direction. Things wouldn't change until Charlemagne made a decision... but first would come a statement based on his observation of Miko. "Gahh, damnit! We gotta do this again at home with a camera! Seeing this from the other side has to be awesome!" he said, wondering if the visual could be replicated by having Miko ride him backwards on a flat surface. That was a thought to shelf for later. For now, his plans involved letting lose. "This also feels right!" he announced as the only warning. With that decision, came a continuous spray of liquid mana onto Miko's womb walls ─ one that kept the spiral pattern of his cock's movement to create a whirlpool of absolute power within her body. Charlemagne wouldn't stop that pool from generating more. He'd keep pushing it outward, even letting it be absorbed while it still spiraled.

[Apollymi]

There were no changes for quite a while, just the same... Miko was fully enjoying herself. She was committed to the ride she was taking and found that Charlemagne was enjoying it as well. At the very least he was enjoying the potential view and the movements, enough that he even commented upon wanting to try it again. While her hips moved in circles there was the claim that they should see this from the other side. "Done deal♪~ I also feel like it would be interesting from a few different angles, but this is still great♪~" Miko announced. She was feeling every movement her core quaking with every rotation. While she struggled through her orgasms, she still managed to keep the rhythm, though it came with a bit of strain, she didn't mind it... it made her feel like she was actually working.

With an agreement of awesomeness something great was about to happen. Charlemagne spoke of something else feeling right while their hips swirled in opposition, and what Miko received was... a swirling burst of energy within her core. It'd go on to create a whirlpool within her core. "FUCK♪!~" she sang happily. Once again there were tears springing forth from her eyes, and extra fluid leaking from her core. How could something feel like this... there was so much pressure within her body, the idea of it swirling inside of her person was the only way to make peace with it. the sensation of it was intense, but so satisfying. Just the same she clung to Charlemagne, appreciating the feeling of being filled along with the swirling pressure presented by their current activities. "This is awesome!~" she sang happily.

[Bloodedge]

Charlemagne didn't have the foggiest idea why this spiral pattern was the way to go. Even so, nothing felt more appropriate for the moment. Miko agreed that they should observe this sort of position in a different place, in different ways later. He'd hold her to that. "I was thinking about different angles too! If you got on top and turned away to do something like this, it'd probably be the coolest thing ever!" he asserted confidently. Those ideas were gaining more credence by the moment; they'd have to address them properly later.

The swirling ejaculation couldn't be stopped. Charlemagne made no effort to stop it, and in fact only sought its continuance. If not for being inside the depths of Miko's womb, he surely would have been spraying like a loose hose with high output. As that wasn't the case, he'd instead spray until Miko was filled. Well... he'd keep going well beyond that. They were both contributing, and he still had energy to give. As such, he'd keep giving until there was nothing left. Eventually, the constant use of mana on his own body would take its toll. Eventually, he'd actually feel himself growing tired. Until then, that storm would just have to keep building. . .

[Apollymi]

Miko and Charlemagne continued to agree about some of the most random things concerning their encounters. It seemed both were interested in the potentially different angles a ride like this could take. He even mentioned something specific that he wanted to see. She'd done a lot of things, a backward ride with that kind of upward angle hadn't been taken just yet, but she saw it a unique idea. "Never done it like that before but it'd definitely be awesome... Box it♪~" she sang locking that one away and agreeing to it by proxy.

All the while that swirling explosion within her loins continued. It would only draw more movement and more orgasms from her as well. She couldn't stop the movements of her hips if she wanted to, and with Charlemagne spraying into her core and filling her to the brim, she had no choice but to allow it to funnel in. Not just to any particular avatar or just herself but into her connection with him and with this planet. Her body's desire was to absorb but, at some point an outpouring was also necessary. The body of hers that had once created wells and a bed full of her own exposed mana in her dreams would water the garden as her inner self put it. Various forms of her person made the adjustments needed to use that great influx even ones she wasn't yet certain of... As such the outpouring could continue, especially with Miko's body set to a practical geyser of Persimmon Juice that flowed onto Charlemagne and down into the seed bed as well as dripping there from her. However long this went on, the added heat of her elafia self was being put to practical use, being burned up as the physical energy required to keep meeting Charlemagne's movements. They could swirl for an eternity and it would only feel right to her. All the while those notes she sang would continue to slip from between her lips as well. The spinning winds around them carrying those notes all the way around the planet with Charlemagne's thrusts. She definitely couldn't sing like this on earth... there wouldn't be a single glass allowed to survive such an endeavor. 100 Percent was so excessive but so worth it! And she'd think that until the very end...