Charles Patricius

[Apollymi]

Aihara Nao was spent, but that didn't have to be the case. From Rita's perspective he was young and everything about the way he carried himself made it obvious he wouldn't leave her wanting in anyway. A few words of encouragement was all it took for the lad to find himself again and even agree verbally. She truly was teetering on the edge. Even just a few thrusts would likely help her reach that end, especially with all of the build up she'd experienced thus far. "That's what I like to hear!~" Rita mentioned adding to her form of encouragement. Just the same each thrust he managed was pushing her further and further. He was meeting her again, and by the time he reached stroke number four, her body and stopped moving pressed against him closest to her womb and her canal convulsing upon his cock as she climaxed. "Aaaah♥!~ That's a good man, Aihara-kun~" she said pleased as she leaned her now relaxing body against the front of her still warming dryer. This had definitely been a very fruitful day.

At the same time, it was becoming more obvious to Mitsuki that she and Shota were on different pages. To her this was fine, as she wasn't expecting to gain a boyfriend today or anything like that. If anything this was to be a spur the moment kind of decision. Even as she removed his spunk from her face though he'd finally stopped turning his camera towards her, perhaps having the cleanliness of the legitimate situation break his immersion in his fantasy. Oddly enough he even asked her why she didn't like having semen in her mouth, which seemed like a strange question to her but she saw no reason not to answer him. "Eto... have you ever had a runny nose or a really bad head cold..." she asked for comparison. She even wiped some of it off her neck and moved it between her forefinger and thumb showing its thickness and stickiness. "It has that kind of texture and the taste on top of that. I don't like it. You shouldn't eat things that don't taste good or feel good, so that's why," she explained of herself in a pretty innocent and naive way. Even so it was the absolute truth. Soon after her neck was clean and she was washing her hands off only to have Shota walk up on her his cock semi-flaccid but him aiming to come closer.

Meanwhile, Kama was having her holes invaded while she continued to fellate someone upside down for the first time. She'd seen Angelica in an upside down sixty-nine before but this had a different kind of appeal. According to Childe, there were a few annoying things in Kama's future and some were considered pitiful. Boundaries were being crossed though to him and he found it annoying enough to need to address it. He brought up his name and she released the tip of cock from her tongue to speak on it, though she continued to lick along its girth. "You mean the one most girls call you... Daddy, right?" she asked of him making sure her own brain hadn't been scrambled in the meantime. "I get having names you like being referred to well enough... did someone use that name and it annoyed you spiritually?" she asked wondering why such a thing was possible, but also figuring that anyone whom he'd be annoyed by also possessing the name was obviously not reasonable for the role. As she continued on her journey several kisses were placed along his shaft and right at the head of his cock before she opened her mouth again to suck while he spoke in the moment.

[Bloodedge]

Nao managed to surprise himself with his own persistence. On the other hand, he couldn't take any credit for it. There was something about Nara Rita, like an innate ability to inspire and influence. Compulsion was what led to his renewed vigor and eventual delivery of what Rita desired. Sadly, the cost to Nao was his ability to breathe. Effort already put into surviving Rita's movements joined the stress required to keep pushing beyond ejaculation, taking a heavy toll on his lungs. He was still frantically thrusting away when Rita stopped moving and started speaking. "Hah! Gaah! Is that it? Did I win?!" he wondered. Apparently, Nao had been a bit too preoccupied to realize climax had been achieved by the woman already.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was explaining her desire to keep away from swallowing semen. She compared its texture to mucus, and complained about its taste to boot. Obviously, this girl wasn't one for the fun side of things as he saw it. While reality would say they were on two different pages, Shota would say she needed to get on the right track. It would all be a matter of time, Shota thought. "Sou ka. Never heard any complaints, but I get it. Let me know if you change your mind," he said. Now within striking distance, Shota put a hand to his own cock and began stroking again. It wouldn't take much to reinvigorate himself. "So you had both your showers. How about we get a look at your naughty side? How do you wanna go from here?"

The name 'Daddy' was assumed to be the thing Childe was upset about. Again, Kama wasn't wrong. There were, however, some finer details to a name/title like that, and how it worked in the grand scheme of things. While Kama went back to sucking, he took a moment to sigh and bask in the sensation. In that same time, Childe's fingers were consistently jabbing down into her holes as if stirring the blend of fluids within each. "It's something like that, but a bit more. You don't even know who else calls me that, but I see you already understand a lot of people do. It's not so simple as a name. It's an identity, a promise... a contract. There are certain things you can accept within yourself and accept from the person reaching out to you under that moniker. It becomes you, you become it. The bigger something like that gets, and the bigger the person in question is, the more it becomes exclusive. Understand, Kochou?"

[Apollymi]

Rita reached climax with the extra work being put in by Nao, and the lad was so committed to the act he seemed to have missed the moment. Oh well, it didn't matter, Rita knew she'd reached satisfaction due to his own actions and thus as he caught his breath, leaned back and pecked his cheek. "Hai, you did. Got a bit worked up there didn't you... didn't feel it? Well, I suppose that one was more for me to feel anyways~" she asked of him almost teasingly. Still, she was content to collapse for a few more seconds thereafter before making the decision to begin separating just a bit. "I didn't overwork you did I?" she asked of him pretty earnestly. She understood she'd pushed quite a few of his buttons and even if he was interested in sex, that didn't mean her appetites had to be solved by him. If nothing else, he gave her something else to think about, compared to her failed marriage partner she'd been having quite a good time the last few days. She'd allow him some time to recover as she did the same all while the dryer gently hummed in its last few minutes of a cycle.

At the same time, Shota seemed to think over her answer, claiming that he'd never gotten a complaint about any of the things she'd mentioned but he understood her point. She really wondered if he did, considering he mentioned her telling him if she changed her mind at some point. Mitsuki was fairly certain she wouldn't change her mind. And even though he'd gotten no complaints perhaps those women simply liked things like that? Or they really liked him enough to go along with his desires. She wasn't that invested and even if she became more invested she doubted it'd be worth it to try and swallow a loogy just to make someone else happy. "I don't see myself changing my mind about something like that..." she said clearly. She couldn't even think of something that could change her mind. Unless semen random gained a better texture and started tasting like yogurt or something. He was stroking himself back up to firmness and asking what she wanted to do, specifically he wanted to see her naughty side and once again a light bit of confusion hit her face. "Naughty side..." she said almost quizzically something about what he said since they'd gotten involved always seemed a bit off but not in an obvious way. She still wasn't sure what it was, but she was committed to trying out the sex act before anything else. "We could go to the bed and have room and comfort... that seems like it'd be best. Also do you have condoms for that? 'Cause I have some but it might be a tight squeeze..." she mentioned earnestly. In truth his cock was pretty impressive.

Meanwhile, Kama was receiving understanding nad having her insides churned up. Though initially Childe was only managing to enjoy the sensation of her mouth on his cock he did have clarifications to offer her. All the while she was building an orgasm, her core and rear tightening around the fingers which remained soaked in her juices and his saliva. A lot of people apparently called him 'Daddy' though Kama didn't yet know who that list included she assumed it was whoever he was perfectly matched with in addition to some other higher tier existences. He went on to explain the weight of such a title. The title was a big one, one which had multiple tiers of meaning and deepening connection. To accept that name was not just an increase on one side but a dmeand for certain action going outwards... that was what Kama took from his explanation. Her mouth would come off the tip of his cock and she'd lick it once more before gently pecking it. "Hai, it makes sense to me. So basically someone is making use of the name but not living up enough to it, for the standards set? I also assume because you want to do something about it yourself, it doesn't have the natural negative outcomes of things like using magic too big for your body or something like that? Am I right about that?" she wondered if her understanding was complete enough, and moaned as she orgasmed on his fingers while sucking his cock back towards her convulsing throat. She still couldn't quite swallow him down without the twitches in her throat, but she was growing to enjoy them quite a bit, being the kind of masochist she was.

[Bloodedge]

When Rita leaned back to peck his cheek, Nao gained an understanding that the job was now done. He could finally breathe easy, slow to a stop and maybe let his erection wane for once today. His chest was making massive movements due to the deepness of breaths he took, but that would be fine. Rita wanted to know if she'd overworked him. Well, the blame could be cast on both of them, and Nao would throw it his own way first. He was the one who ultimately decided not to stop until Rita was satisfied. Basically hanging by the washing machine to remain standing, Nao removed the hand from Rita's hip and flashed a thumbs-up. "Overwork me... all you want. I'll do it!" he heaved. Slowly were his legs giving out, guiding him toward the floor over time. With Rita also taking it upon herself to separate them, however, Nao felt... milked. Something more was definitely oozing out of his cock during that separation, doing so all the way into the moments of freedom that saw him fall fully to the floor. "Haah... I think... best job ever. Bonus package. Good," he said while trying to get himself together. Earlier, Nao wondered if this was the kind of job that involved sex as an alternative to bonus pay. Now, in the afterglow of something mind-blowing, there was a part of him hoping it could be. Of course, he could barely even articulate such a thought.

Mitsuki didn't think her mind could be changed. She wasn't the first to say something like that, nor would she be the last. They all caved after experiencing him fully. "Hey, you never know? A lot of things happen in the heat of the moment, Chigucchi♥" Shota declared. If he left her exhausted, panting and overstimulated, she surely wouldn't even try to reject a load shot into her face. As for the naughty side of Mitsuki he wanted to see, her idea was to move to the bed. Shota thought that was a bit vanilla and lacking the urgent need for his cock that he wanted to portray in video, but it was the premier location for sexual activity that couldn't be complained about. Condoms, however, were an annoyance. He didn't fancy using them, but there was a lot of potential in doing so as per Mitsuki's desire. Besides, he usually had some handy. "Oh it's gonna be a tight squeeze~" he said first and foremost. "I've got a few on me. After you, Chigucchi. Get on that bed and let me know how you wanna get wrecked♥~"

Childe had already entertained the idea of involving himself in Kakihara Shota's eventual downfall. Now, it was a certainty. He couldn't have weak little idiots tainting the lore of his title across the cosmos; it would be even more annoying to fix than most other things. If he didn't have to find the right time and place to interject without ruining the timeline, he would have made his appearance in this exact moment. Through the void, he could see it: the event of Shota meeting with one Shichigu Mitsuki. She was an interesting target as well. Perhaps he'd even add an alternate-reality nightmare to Shota's experience based on the moment now happening? That was a fun idea. Whatever the case, there was Kama's understanding to address. "It's... something like that, yeah. Look at it this way: you don't want to meet someone and find out you've got a bad reputation just because another person with your name dragged it through the mud before, right? It's like that, but without the opinion clause. We exist as manifestations of our own stories. Don't let someone write the footnotes of your own autobiography," he concluded. "Oh, but you're right, so..." Since Kama was on the right track and once again taking as much of him into her mouth as possible, Childe figured a different sort of affirmative was in order. As such, his hips bucked to force his length deeper than what she was managing alone, and with that came another torrent of mana into Kama's throat. "Have that on me!"

[Apollymi]

A job of the sexual variety had been successfully completed, and Nao could breathe easy, whenever he actually managed to catch his breath. For now, Rita seemed to be relaxed enough even as Nao made his way to the seated position on the floor and claimed she could overwork him. A flashed thumbs up as they separated and his words made her smile as she nodded. "Hai hai, I'm glad to hear it~" Rita said lightly. Of course, as he settled in it seemed he'd not quite gotten back up to complete sentences. "Best job ever, huh? We haven't even gotten to actual work yet. Still, I'm glad you think so... I think I found a pretty reliable pick-up in you, Aihara-kun~" Rita said. Anything known as milking wasn't something she'd done with purpose, instead it was simply something she knew to happen potentially. It was nothing to fuss about it. "Oh, but this job will probably also still have regular bonuses. As soon as the staff is fully set. I wouldn't want to keep anyone from having a good life or anything like that..." Rita mentioned earnestly. She then remembered something important. "At the risk of randomly switching topics, did you like the cake? I meant to ask before... but it got away from me for a minute there~" she said about the actual dessert she'd left the lad. There was the gentle rumble of the dryer at her back and that large tattoo down her leg seemed to tingle to her but that was obviously just some of those ghost sensations from getting it at a time she didn't remember. Nothing was wrong in Rita's world presently.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was steadily getting more and more information about the differences between her and Kakihara Shota. He declared that in the heat of the moment things could change for her rational mind. That sounded like one of those cliché lines given by the 'bad boy' types in movies. Even though he likely had some reason to believe in the truth of those words, she wasn't the type to let unexperienced things dictate her understanding. Even if she'd managed to go about being a bit of a party girl today, there wasn't any alcohol or anything like that involved. Maybe it'd just been a while and the prospect of trying something new was a bit too irresistible? It was often said that people were their horniest during conventions. She could be led along by that thought alone, and the words from Shota already. If nothing else, she did fully intend to have sex with him, and if a bit of 'sexier' behavior would motivate him, and keep him from saying things that confused her or ruined her own mood, it might be worth it to give a bit. Even now he was doing it, but she'd go along, especially after taking another casual glance at his manhood. "Okay, hand me the condom~" she asked as she headed over to the bed. If he gave into that desire, she'd take the condom and place it between her lips, crawling into bed with it only to turn around stark naked. March would look to him with a blush on her face while mentally hyping herself up. 'A cute girl can be direct!' she encouraged before she spoke. "Put this on and then bend me over this bed and put it in here..." she said, opening her closed folds to show off the rest of her goods. That wasn't too embarrassing. She could manage if she sad it that way, she decided.

Meanwhile, Kama was learning that her understanding was indeed right but being given some extra information to go along with it. Childe's explanation also shed light on a thought process that Sakura had been working on for quite a while before now. The humans she met did seem obsessed with their reputations, but if that ideation trickled down from beings whose power structure was determined by tales told of them, it made sense to want to protect yourself in that way. "Sou ka, I understand a lot now... arigatou gouzaimasu, Onii-chan~" Kama stated before she went back. And now she was having soemthing on him? A further push down her throat and a certain explusion of mana, her brain was already firing on multiple cylinders and now she had even more power to go with it. Her two minds synced and then began to separate for a bit as time began to converge on this moment. She'd swallow his essence for quite a while before pulling back, she'd smooch the tip again before speaking. "Hmm, I wonder if I could use my time here to finish working on my little one. It sounds like you have quite a lot to do yourself... does that mean our time is about over now?" she asked of Childe seeming to come to an understanding about the situation based on their placement within the crumbled space and her own previously dead self.

[Bloodedge]

And so, the moment occurring between owner and manager progressed above the convenience store with Aihara Nao starting a full tirade about cake and its delicious nature. All the while, one Kurusu Akira was elsewhere in a hospital bed, wishing he could have something indulgent to eat like cake. Compared to the taste of 'green', he'd take just about anything edible. Hell, he'd eat the painkillers from his IV if it were possible! This hospital stay wasn't going very well. Ah, and Akira was expecting two visitors today... but more problematic was the visitor he'd been dealing with for the past hour or so. "Say, Renren! When you get outta here, we can even get back to what we used to do, y'know? Getting back at all those shitty adults... or I guess those shitty 'older' adults now. Right? Right?" the loud blonde who recently discovered Akira's new identity spoke from beside the hospital bed. In response, Akira merely groaned. He should have gone the silent protagonist route much earlier in life. . .

In the meantime, Shota was excited to see the growth of Mitsuki right before his eyes. On her way to the bed, she requested one of the condoms he had on hand. A mere slip into his pocket while stepping out of his jeans produced the object easily enough. He wondered what she'd do with it. Maybe he'd catch on video the act of her putting it on him with her mouth? Maybe those moments of staring at his cock had already taken over her mind, leading to the idea that she should abandon the notion of protection. They all wanted a full breeding session with him eventually. Ah, but when she received that wrapper, Mitsuki did something very different ─ albeit worth recording in its own right. She held the condom wrapper between her teeth, posed on the bed, and requested to be bent over that same bed. Shota was elated. He caught it all on camera. "Ooh! That's damn sexy! Love it!" he praised while stepping forward. Shota would be retrieving the condom with his own teeth, pecking Mitsuki's top lip with his own. In retreating, his free hand grabbed the wrapper and ripped it away. One-handed condom equipping was something he practiced quite frequently. While donning the contraceptive, he nodded in a silent suggestion for Mitsuki to turn herself around.

Kama gained an understanding of the world and the inner workings of entities this world had no proper knowledge of yet. It would serve her well in the future. For now, she took a very 'casual' load to the throat and expressed some thoughts regarding her most recent child yet to be born. Childe noticed she kept kissing the tip of his cock when backing away, and wondered when and why she developed such a habit. He knew of it, of course, but never imagined it being such an early feature. "I gotta go around and find out where you picked up some habits one day. You're a lot more sensual than you probably realize by now," he commented. As for the time they had now... well, Childe would start by releasing his hold of her ankle after one more lap of her juices. In this void space, she'd easily float instead of falling to the nonexistent floor. "You should finish it in here; it'll be better if you're using anything I just gave you. Don't wanna break Gaia ─ not with something like that anyway. But no, we're not done ─ not for long. I'll be back to answer a question you'll have, and to give you the thing I came here for. Y'know we weren't supposed to fuck? But what can I say; I can't resist you. See you soon♥~" With that, Childe faded away... but where to?

"Put this on and then bend me over this bed and put it in here..." Those words spoken by Mitsuki were also spoken in a parallel world. There, Childe appeared fully dressed and just slightly glistening in sweat. He stood outside the door to Mitsuki's hotel suite, knocking loudly enough for the sound to reach them in the bedroom. "Hello?! Housekeeping!" he announced, resisting the urge to laugh at his own antics. Just shy of speaking the same words he shared in the primary timeline, Shota scoffed. "Just ignore that, Chigucchi. That thing you just did has me ready to go ballistic. Let's get started, yeah?"

[Apollymi]

While Rita learned of her new manager's interest in the confections she created. One of her other employees was making her way through signing in at the hospital to be a visitor to one Kurusu Akira. Having done the necessary amount of signing in and being quite used to talking with doctors and nurses in passing, Nanami Mami was twisting a single lock of hair while finding out by the sign-in sheet of the day that Akira had another visitor. How odd. She figured his 'step-sister' and 'friend' would be busy and thus wouldn't be here to be annoying. Still, since she didn't recognize the name she couldn't make the usual assumptions. 'Oh well, at least it wasn't a girl visiting...' she thought. Her own plan was still one which could be put into motion. She could still pretend to be caring enough to keep him dangling for any future plans she decided. "Akira-kun, I came to see you~" Mami announced herself while looking over a blonde male who looked a bit like a delinquent. 'Is he being shaken down by some random? Does he even have a spine?' she wondered after making a quick assumption and walking over to stand to one side of bed while she waited to find out what this situation was in truth.

At the same time Mitsuki had managed to do something a bit more forward. She'd presented what she thought of as a much more deviant amount of forwardness. And in turn she was complimented about the sexy nature of the words she spoke. 'Okay! It worked!~' she mentally congratulated herself. "Ehee..." she chuckled almost nervously. Unconsciously her hnad went up to the back of her head, but she still seemed pleased nonetheless. What was more, Shota would approach, grabbing that condom with his own teeth and causing a quick interaction of their lips. She watched as he placed the condom on and then took his suggestion and presented her backside to him. She would be settling in with her rear up in the air, her moist folds back together but still with just a smidge of space and her facing the opposite direction as she thought over the size of his manhood and the goodness such a thing would present in a sexual sensation. It was quite an exciting prospect, actually.

Meanwhile Kama was having her habits noticed, as Childe mentioned some kind of curiosity about when she developed such habits. Apparently it was enough of a curiosity that he wanted to see when she developed them and claimed that she was more sensual than she realized even so early. "Hm, if you're talking about that one, a few days before now... is probably when that started," she gave him that bit of information without too much thought. Soon enough though, she was dropped only after another lick to her loins was delivered and then... instead of falling, she simply floated her body curling into a semi-fetal positions her hands coming to rest over her womb as she began to play around with the ball that was there, which still mostly consisted of the deposits of Daikichi Hiruko, but her own body now contained quite a bit from Childe so she'd think of working some new things in. "Yes, I know several children were made today, but I wouldn't want to break anything~" she claimed as her fiddling began. According to Childe, they weren't supposed to have sex today, but he couldn't resist her. He'd be seeing her soon, with something he came to give her, and... an answer to a question. How interesting, "Hai, have a good day, Onii-chan♥~" Kama mentioned as she continued her work and allowed the emptiness of the space she was in to enable her quiet works.

Meanwhile, in a parallel world a certain set of sentences. Still before anything else really happened, a loud knock and the call for housekeeping happened. Mitsuki's eyes widened as the knock happened and she immediately reached over to a side chair for the robe she'd moved there in the previous day. She wasn't going to answer the door naked. The words of Shota hit her ears, he was ready to go already and she should ignore it? "Kakihara-kun, I know it's inconvenient but what if it's important. Besides... if I don't answer it, they could just open up the door anyway... and it'd be embarrassing to be seen like that," Mitsuki concluded. She slide into her bathrobe and managed to tie it while moving out of the bed. She smiled while heading for the door. "Don't worry, you just have to be a bit patient..." she said. Nothing about her plans had changed so far, and she'd be heading for the door lightly on her feet, hoping she didn't look to out of sorts herself. "Coming!~" she called back at the knock on the door. Once there she took a deep breath and opened it. Surprisingly enough what she found outside didn't look like housekeeping. "Are you... housekeeping?" she asked her brows furrowing lightly. But in truth she was kind of just staring. This man was gorgeous and lightly glistening with sweat but dressed nicely. If he was truly just a housekeeper he might have gone into the wrong job.

[Bloodedge]

As if having one blonde in his hospital room wasn't bad enough, Akira soon had to deal with Nanami Mami walking in for a visit. Hers was at least expected, but he didn't want her around long enough to encounter Chizuru. Besides that... there was the problem of the male who looked Mami up and down with a wide grin. "Ohh! What's that? Renren, you got yourself a girl?" the male asked while Akira groaned. "Ryuji... just stop saying words," he responded. Of course, that would never be enough to dissuade the other male, who was already looking Mami's way again. "Sakamoto Ryuji! So, what's the deets? You Renren's girl? Am I interrupting the sexy home care scene? Huh?" the one called Ryuji wondered.

In the meantime, Mitsuki was prostrating herself before a very erect, albeit sheathed Shota. He held that covered cock firmly in one hand, keeping the other hand steady for the camera's sake. "Got yourself a nice ass here, Chigucchi. You ready for me to work it over all night?" he asked rhetorically. Naturally, it was Shota's intention to do precisely that regardless ─ he'd be establishing a nice place for himself inside her body. Even now, Shota was rubbing that rubber tip against her folds as if to further lubricate it, only to begin inching into her entrance after a few traces were made. All to fully make his mark, he intended to go for a gruesomely slow insertion full of throbbing.

In a similar version of events, Shota was instead being denied entry. Mitsuki refused to ignore the housekeeping call, insisting that they could/would enter during their special moment if she didn't respond. "Just tell them you're busy then," he urged as she slipped on a bathrobe. This wasn't going to be good for his video; he'd have to do even more editing. Well, it would be fine as long as he paused the recording for now. Shota would just have to address the fact that she made him wait, and perhaps insist that she take responsibility. Moments later, Childe was being greeted at the door with a question about his identity as housekeeping staff. A gentle, yet devious smile was on his face as always. "Hey there Girlie. Nice robe~" he said. "I'm not housekeeping. Well, unless you want me to be. I just called myself that to make sure you answered. See, I'm pretty far out and could use a shower. Mind if I borrow yours?"

[Apollymi]

In a rare showing of change, Nanami Mami, was forced in a moment to change her mind about her initial understanding of a situation. 'Oh, so more like a childhood friend. What kind of nickname is Renren for a person called Kurusu Akira. Maybe he got it when he was young... middle school or high school,' Mami put in the time to think about it. At the very least this man's oblivious nature would make him easy to read and even easier to get information out of, if she found herself needing it. Calculation played across her face before her eyes closed and she decided the way to go about responding. "Iia, iia.... Akira-kun and I are just friends... no need to leave on my account~" she claimed with practiced ease. If Ryuji stayed she'd get more information out of him, and if he knew they weren't dating she could probably entice him into revealing information just by paying a bit of attention to him. Men like him were so easy to deal with it wasn't even funny. "Nanami Mami, yoroshiku, Ryuji-kun~" she managed playfully. "Also I don't think anyone plays at home care for someone in hospitals. Seems like it'd be pretty desperate to try and move in a guy who can't move away~" she uttered seriously. 'As if I'd ever bother doing something like that. No need when he's already the type who can't even say no to his friends... ' Mami thought, she wasn't the type who wanted to take care of others. She wanted to be taken care of, and Akira was perfect for the role of caretaker with no real effort put in, while she shopped around for the perfect man.

At the same time, Mitsuki had presented herself to be entered after being a little daring. Her reward for that was a comment about the niceness of her rear and a rhetorical question from Shota about her readiness to accept him all night. "All night?" she pondered that phrase, if only for a second. She assumed such a thing wasn't actually possible, but by the time she would have questioned it further, the tip of his sheathed cock was already rubbing against her undercarriage. "Hai! I'm ready~" she claimed as the push began. She'd thought it be a tight squeeze and it truly was. There was so much more girth than she was used to, it somehow felt more intense than even the first time she'd had sex. If not for the natural slickness and the ability to keep producing it, she was sure this would actually be quite uncomfortable. Still... she couldn't say she disliked it. She was practically panting face reddened as she struggled to conceptualize the sensation happening within her loins. "Gaah! It's so tight..." she muttered softly. Still her hips were moving just a tad as if to encourage the rest of he entrance. There was truly something about this kind of thickness she was liking the deeper it reached.

Meanwhile a different Mitsuki hadn't even gotten started yet. She'd gotten up in a robe to go and answer the door to her hotel room. "I'm not that rude, but I'll still try and be quick," she uttered. Ah, but someone like Kakihara Shota was already thinking about, how to turn such a situation around to benefit him. Oh well, what he couldn't know was Mitsuki was currently answering the door for someone who visually put Shota to shame even fully dressed. When he spoke to her, she was certain she felt her heart skip a beat, and there was something about that call of girlie she was sure made her loins twitch internally. "Ehee~" she giggled a little. "It's just the hotel one...." she murmured almost sheepishly. Where did that come from, she was normally quite confident in her cuteness but now she wanted to hear what else this man liked about her. What was more the man claimed he definitely wasn't housekeeping but that he'd wanted her to open the door. He was pretty far out and in need of a shower. Mitsuki looked at him and he was quite sweaty. It would be neighborly to help out, yeah and she'd be allowed a bit more time to look at him. "Oh? That's it... I was hoping you were like a model of mine," she mentioned, 'Then I could have claimed a work emergency and rain-checked,' she thought seemingly distraught that there wasn't an opening to spend some more time with this particular man. "Still, I don't think it'd be good to not help out since I'm not currently using my shower. I mean someone else is in here, but if you don't take too long I don't see why not. Just remember a cute girl did you a favor, okay?" she said quickly. "Oh, and I'm Shichigu Mitsuki... in case you need to know which cute girl did you a favor," she followed up quickly and stepped to the side to let him in.

[Bloodedge]

According to the young woman introducing herself, she and Akira were only friends. The black-haired, bedbound male seemed a bit downtrodden upon hearing that; he still hadn't gotten over the breakup. Ryuji, on the other hand, was still smiling like an absolute goofball. If this wasn't the other lad's girlfriend, maybe he had a shot worth shooting. "Woah! Not girlfriend, but still visiting? Renren, ya' gotta teach me how ya do it!" Ryuji said, looking toward Akira once more. "Stop everything. Just... go for now," Akira insisted. Still laughing and having a general good time, Ryuji grabbed Akira's phone to claim his number. "I was gonna get going in a minute anyway. I'll just get your number and stop by later. Ya' want Big Bang Burger tomorrow?" he asked. In that moment, Akira gained a spark of life and appreciation for the blonde male. "... Yes. Absolutely yes!" he said, just barely managing to sit up a bit. Ah, but he was being rude. Mami did come for a visit, and though he didn't want her here today, she was here now. "Eto... How was the new job?" Akira asked. He didn't look at the lass when questioning her, nor could he think of another topic to broach after all that happened between them. Still, Akira wasn't going to just sit there silently.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki's readiness to receive Shota was voiced and recorded perfectly. Maybe he would have preferred if she asked for penetration, but recent events saw to it that Shota was a little pent-up and impatient. Contrary to that, he'd make sure no real speed was applied to that insertion. He wanted Mitsuki to feel every agonizing millimeter of his cock squeezing its way into her hole, to know fully that she'd never experienced anything like him before. Verbally, she acknowledged the tight squeeze even while egging him on with her hips. This was the sort of moment Shota lived for, and the type he'd be fueling with more leading questions. "It is. So what do you think, Chigucchi? You like 'em big like this?" he asked.

Across the dimensional gap, there was a Mitsuki being a bit shyer than her normal self. A cute little giggle came before her admission of wearing a simple hotel robe. To that, Childe snickered. "So what? It could be made of paper and you'd still make it look good. You recently showered yourself, huh? It's a shame I missed the wet hair; that would have looked even better," he rambled. Childe saw her looking, but he was doing a bit of looking himself. A distinct lack of extra effort to cover herself, whether intentional or not, had him spying a bit of cleavage under that bathrobe, while Mitsuki expressed her hopes that he was one of her models. "Oya? So you want me to pose for you? We just met, you know?" he joked. "But I'd do it~" he added. With permission to use the shower, he swaggered right into the entryway, slyly slipping around Mitsuki and barely avoiding contact while still facing her. "I don't mind if somebody's here. And hey, I'll remember that favor... and pay you back a few times over. Call me Ajax. Mind showing me the way to that shower, Mitsuki?" He paused there, thinking twice about his form of address. "Oh... or do you prefer if I just keep calling you Girlie?"

[Apollymi]

The more Ryuji talked, the more Mami realized she could definitely find him useful later. He kept talking and she could take away from it, that Akira was apparently pathetic enough to draw in the caring type of young women. She wasn't this herself, but she definitely made herself look like it for her own means. Whatever the case, Akira definitely didn't want the lad here, after realizing they were actually friends, she had to assume the lad with no tact knew a bit too much about Akira for him to want him to keep talking. Ah, and this one definitely was used to being bossed around by Akira a bit, as he seemed to be run off easily enough after acquiring Akira's number. Though she did notice how happy Akira seemed to be at the mention of food. Well, her dad did always complain about that sort of thing which was why he cooked at home. Perhaps she could bring him something next time. "Oh? Akira-kun, you didn't have to run your friend off so fast. I promise I wouldn't have laughed if he'd told any embarrassing stories... like how you ended up with a nickname so different from your name~" she said seeming to tease, but the truth of the matter was his nickname choice was still rather odd. Whatever the case, she'd drop it for a few seconds to discuss her work day as it was something which was still weighing in the back of her mind. "My day was okay... I started at this little convenience store, but it's seeming like it might be a bit shady. The store didn't open on time and the lady running it might be sleeping with the manager or something... you know general work drama..." she said waving it off. "I don't really have to ask about you... all cooped up in here. I'm actually surprised anyone visited. Bet it makes you happy though~" she couldn't resist poking more fun at the man every time they spoke. It always sounded light hearted but she meant to crush his obvious insecurities. She'd seen him look a bit downtrodden when she'd mentioned them just being friends. She'd imagine he wouldn't want his other male friend to know she'd broken up with him recently.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was experiencing a deep penetration at an exceedingly slow pace. Her body didn't know how it wanted to react and she was so busy accommodating the girth currently filling her body. It was such a new sensation so full of pressure. But it wasn't anything she couldn't enjoy. As she was dealing with this mentally Shota began to speak again. And when he did she found herself having to contemplate his words while her hips wiggled encouragingly. Did she like them this big, well there was a simple answer to that, "I like it..." she uttered 'So far..' she thought figuring the lad didn't need to know she was mentally working through everything. She was sure it wasn't all of it. His cock hadn't reached the depths of her... she could feel the pressure building up inch by inch, and would much rather concentration on her feelings and breathing than trying to answer. Still, she'd provide him some words which weren't simply her own moans or panting as she adjusted to this situation. Whatever the case, she'd aim to keep enjoying.

And in a different timeline, a Mitsuki was instead... finding out what it was like to be completely mesmerized by a new person. The man before her definitely should have been someone's model. The entire time he was standing in front of her she couldn't stop her eyes from wandering arund his form. He even had a little window low on his hips which she kept inadvertantly looking towards between her own words and his. "I didn't do a hair wash yet. I usually do it before bed, since drying it helps me get sleepy..." she mentioned of her wet hair, 'Why did I tell him that... it's not like he's going to be here for my before bed routine, wouldn't mind though...' she thought quickly. Why she provided this man such information, she didn't know... but she really wished she washed her hair during the day, if it would have given them something to talk about for a little longer. When he jokingly pointed out that they'd only just met when she memtioned the modeling thing she blushed intensely, "But I mean when you look like you do, you should be photographed. And I'm actually a really good photographer, if you're going to need one for the Con," she covered for herself quickly. Since he'd offered something like that... there was no way she wouldn't jump at the opportunity. "Ajax... okay. Just don't forget!" she said seemingly huffily. He said her given name while slipping around her, and she enjoyed it, but when asked which type of response she enjoyed more... she was able to formulate a real answer. "Right this way, and you... can call me either, but I do like it when you say girlie," she admitted with her face turning the color of a ripened tomato. Whatever the case, they'd be walking past the open concept bedroom and towards the bathroom and she'd be leading the way while stealing several glances at Ajax. "Bathroom is right here. There are some fresh towels, and a new toothbrush and some of the soaps if you want by the bath," she offered while her eyes kept shifting towards that window. "Let me know if you need anything else..." she said as well not even able to draw her eyes away enough to remember that Shota was probably still in the bed.

[Bloodedge]

Akira didn't really like the idea of this particular male having his contact information right here and now, but there was nothing to really be done about it. He'd already started weighing positives against negatives. On the negative side, Sakamoto Ryuji could contact him. On the positive, however... he could eat something that didn't taste of green. "Hehe! Alright dude, I'll call ya' tomorrow. Ah... I guess you can't really reach the phone all the time with those arms, huh? I'll just show up! Peace!" Ryuji said with that doofus grin. While making his way out, he smiled and nodded at Mami. Once Ryuji was gone, Akira heaved a deep sigh of relief. "Yes I did," he insisted about having to run Ryuji off. No details would be given about the reason; he'd just move on and listen to talks of Mami's day. She spoke of job fraternization like it was such a casual occurrence. Well, it was interesting if nothing else. "Isn't that kind of a bigger deal than you're making it? I can't imagine it happening that often," he said. With Mami moving on to play her little mind games and point out his apparent loneliness, Akira merely shifted his gaze away. "I'm indifferent on this one. Futaba and Yu were here yesterday. I'd honestly rather rest today."

Finally, Shota was seeing some progress. This video collage had the potential to be his best yet if Mitsuki kept progressing at the current rate! If he managed that, all of his plans would fall in line. For now, he was content to keep her hanging on by a rope. Apparently, she liked them big. That was the sort of thing he wanted to hear while reaching the halfway point of Mitsuki's canal. Alas... there could have been more. A quick slap to the ass while he thrusted to the three-quarters point of her canal would surely get things going properly. "That's what I like to hear! Tell me what you like about it♥~" he urged.

On the other side, Mitsuki was claiming she normally washed her hair before bed. "So I should come back later?" Childe replied cheekily, still carrying a half-joking tone with every word. It wasn't long before Mitsuki randomly decided to advertise herself as a photographer ─ being willing to take pictures of him if necessary. How interesting it was that such a thing happened so quickly. "I'm not here for a convention, but you can take pictures of me if you want. I'll even pay you for it," he claimed. Whether he paid in cash or favors, though... that was yet to be determined. It seemed he'd continue calling her 'Girlie' as he had when they first spoke. He followed her toward the bathroom in relative silence, taking only a moment to shift his gaze toward the bedroom. Shota was scrambling about at the time, failing to see the threat to his existence in the suite. That was probably better for him... for now. On the other hand, his ignorance left Mitsuki rather... unattended as she showed Childe the facilities. She wanted to know if he needed anything else, and notably they were still stealing looks at each other. "Thanks," he said initially. In that moment, he was casually stripping away that gray jacket to unveil a physical statue literally beyond conceptualization in this world, lean though it remained. "I might need something. What's on the list? Company? A peek at that wet hair look? Peek at something else? A kiss for good luck so I don't slip in the shower? I'll respect your wishes, so be careful when you offer a guy 'anything'. Got me, Girlie?♥"

[Apollymi]

Akira ran off his friend rather quickly. It seemed almost suspicious to Mami that he didn't want his other friends around her. She knew that Yuusuke and Futaba didn't like her so that made sense, but this blonde male didn't seem like he had enough brains to be mistrustful of her. Perhaps that was it, in his pitible state he didn't want to potentially lose Mami's attention to his brash friend. 'That might be worth using a bit later...' she thought. When she mentioned the current state of her job life, he wondered if it was a bigger deal than she was making of it, "Maybe, I've seen a lot of odd things. One of the managers seems like he's a failed scientist, super nerd or something like that... the owner is one of those desperate housewife looking people... it seems like it'll be pretty dramatic," she said as casually as she did anything else. "I also said it was a bit shady, but I'm just a cashier who will hopefully never had to deal with that kitchen stuff too much so it should be fine," she claimed seemingly surprise. A wicked grin coming to her face for just a second. "Or are you interesting cause it sounds perverted~" she teased once more with it lacking the true light-heartedness that such jabs had between friends. She was even further rewarded by his indifference about his loneliness. Ah, the other two had come by the previous day, so having two people show up today was unexpected. "It's okay, I'm fine with stopping by to check on you and make sure you're not too lonely~ It's good when someone who doesn't feel obligated stops by to say hi right?" she claimed of herself. In truth she'd only stopped by to make sure he was appropriately isolated. If his other friends had already stopped by and all she had to worry about was the blonde delinquent, she could easily get more information and keep Akira under her thumb. She was pleased by this information.

At the same time, Mitsuki was busy accepting a cock much bigger than she was used to. Every push forward was something quite ridiculous but she was adjusting just fine. While she was doing her adjusting he came to a stop and then slapped her on the ass before pushing forward again. She'd not expected that, and yipped in response. "Eeep!~" she squealed, still that push forward seemed to distract her a bit more. How much of him was actually left before their skin touched? She didn't know, but why had he hit her? She wasn't sure if she liked that or not. It seemed like the sort of thing one shouldn't just do, especially considering he knew already that she didn't do this sort of thing too often. "It's... thick... and throbbing..." she mentioned after a moment of thought. During that time the tightness of her core twitched a little. "My butt stings, I don't think I like that..." she explained quickly. Maybe it just seemed presumptuous? Or maybe it should have been something else? It didn't matter she was still enjoying the experience over all... though she'd truly rather be concentrating on the feelings in her loins instead of anything else.

Meanwhile, a Mitsuki who was talking to Ajax was having a very different time. "Or you could stay..." she said immediately before flushting. "Chotto... I don't know where that came from..." she said seeming to blush intensely. She was a cute girl, not usually one who was so forward. It felt a bit strange to randomly say something like that but she didn't actually want to apologize because she felt like she meant it. Still she found out more about Ajax as he was called. He claimed that he wasn't here for the convention but he would allow her to take pictures and pay her. That was exciting considering she didn't actuallly expect this man to stay around in her hotel room with her while she 'entertained' someone else. "That's great, we could exchange numbers before you leave so you can contact me if you want~" she offered quickly. So easily did Mitsuki all but forget about the other lad, who said nothing even when she walked by with someone else in her company. When she offered anything to Ajax he had something very seductive to say. He removed his shirt and she looked at a torso she thought couldn't actually exist. This man had to be a model of some sort given this form. How was he so thing but so muscular. She didn't know she liked muscles until she looked at this man shirtless. And his questions of what was on offer made her stumble though her words all as her core throbbed at the simple mention of the term 'girlie'. "Given this, I doubt you need help with anything... I wouldn't mind being company but I wouldn't want to intrude on your private time. If you wanted to see something I don't mind. And if you wanted a kiss I'd definitely need to brush my teeth first... I'll be careful what I offer, but I also have to be a good host to you..." she rambled while her eyes fixated on his half naked body, surely there was nothing wrong with being helpful. Yeah. She was sure of that.

[Bloodedge]

According to Mami, the situation at her new job wasn't too strange at all. Well, she'd at least seen quite a few things that made it less ridiculous. What she said about her manager and store owner made it seem like that business was just some rag-tag group hoping to work itself out. Akira thought she'd fit right in by the strangest means, but that was not a thought he'd share or let leak into his expression. "That's a weird group," was all he said about the workplace. As for his interest and any connection to Akira's own perversions, he couldn't even deny a connection. It certainly wasn't the cause for his questioning, but he didn't stop being a pervert just because a truck hit him. "Well it does make a pretty good scene. Workplace deviance is a pretty popular tag; it's good stuff," he blurted out. In all actuality, he wouldn't have minded the chance to see Mami in a storage room or something of the sort. That thought aside, he finally looked her in the face when she spoke of getting a visitor with no obligations. He couldn't call that a lie, but it was not steeped in truth. It seemed Mami didn't feel obligated to check on him, but there was an obligation in there somewhere. What was it? Either way, the specifics she mentioned could not receive his agreement. With that in mind, he answered very specifically. "It's always good to see you. It doesn't make sense that you showed up here, though. You could have just gone on to live your life after... last time."

Lo and behold, Shota was having one of the best shots ever in a single transition. From his perspective, Mitsuki was struggling to handle the dick that hadn't even made its full journey into her body yet. Yes, it was thick. Yes, it was throbbing. Yes, she had every reason to like it! Sadly, it seemed Shota was dealing with the second girl who disliked a spanking. What was his luck with those lately? Oh well. "Must've been bad timing. Gomen, gomen~" was Shota's only response. From that three-quarters point, he withdrew for a few practice pumps. It was high time the game began anew. "Still got some dick left to give, Chigucchi. Think you can take it?" he asked. Well, Mitsuki's opinion on that didn't matter; he just wanted the answer. Without even waiting around though, his next maneuver was a quick thrust bringing their bodies together and simultaneously knocking the entrance to her womb.

Childe's, or rather Ajax's idea to make a return trip got a very swift retort from the other reality's Mitsuki. The alternative of sticking around until her bedtime was such an honest statement from her, she didn't even consciously speak it. He knew the reason. One day, perhaps she'd know too. "No need to be shy. Who'd complain about a pretty girl wanting them around?" he asked in rhetoric. That shirt was discarded with such ease and a marked lack of concern. Luckily for him, he actually had a phone ready for this time period... and a special trick from the science-savvy individuals to ensure it could be used regardless of the time or dimension he was in. "I'll make sure to do that. For the photo op, right?" the ginger asked with a flirty undertone. Moving on, the most important part of their existing conversation was coming up... and 'Ajax' was casually loosing his belt, as if he didn't care if Mitsuki remained present while he became more nude by the moment. She'd offer company, but would not intrude on whatever privacy he desired. If he wanted to see something, she was apparently complacent. If he wanted a kiss, she just needed to brush the stain of Shota from her mouth. Mitsuki really was quite the good little host. "The whole list, huh? Well I'd be a bad recipient if I didn't accept everything you're willing to offer. I'm not worried about privacy, I'll look at anything you're willing to show me, and if all a guy has to do for a kiss is wait for tooth-brushing... who can complain about that?" During that rebuttal, Ajax pulled his belt in one fell swoop, completely removing it from his trousers to toss it atop that jacket. "Anything in it for you? I can't just be a bad guest when the host is so hospitable~"

[Apollymi]

Mami was setting a trap as far as she was concerned. She had to keep Akira latched on for a while yet, and perhaps come up with a contingency or two to keep him hooked even if he naturally lost interest. With these thoughts in mind, she gave him information about her current work situation and gained herself an opening to call him a pervert. "Right? I don't know how it's supposed to work," she said almost haughtily. There weren't enough people there yet keep her on the lower impact of tasks. But with such a ragtag group she could rather easily figure out how to keep everyone on her side while not committing too much. Still, it wasn't worth the extra thought just now, no... instead it was only a gateway to tease Akira with. "That sounds like way too specific of a way to describe it... you're such a freak, Akira-kun," she said while giving him a side-eye completely disgusted by his honesty in this case. But such was how they interacted, "I'm just kidding but you shouldn't just blurt out stuff like that. I'm not even your girlfriend anymore..." her tone was light and teasing but those words were once again meant to cut a bit deeper than most. At his final words she could only shrug, it would almost seem like he was on to something, but Akira wasn't that kind of individual. No, he was probably still moping about losing her and it was only made more painful by her current presence. 'Hmphf, he's so love sick, he's still stuck on me even after I trampled on his feelings. This will be too easy,' she thought. "You don't have to be so sad about it. We didn't work out as a couple, but that doesn't mean I wouldn't want to be friends. And I couldn't be a good friend if I didn't at least come and check on you~" she affirmed as if her reasoning behind showing up was so very simple. Of course it wasn't but he didn't know that. No he was a simple boy who didn't get a lot of attention, it'd be all too easy to keep him sniffing around after while she figured out the kind of man she wouldn't mind actually being with.

At the same time, whatever ideations Shota was making about this moment, Mitsuki was too busy having her body adjust to an intrusion unlike any other. That slap to her rear wasn't one she enjoyed very much, or at least she was pretty sure she didn't... and Shota had the decency to apologize, however insincere it might have actually been. No matter what, she'd ended up mostly able to catch her breath by the time he'd initially stopped moving. What was he saying, he still had more of his cock to give. He had to be kidding. Well, she'd already gone this far, she could take a bit more... "H....HHHHYUUUCK!~" she couldn't even get out a word before she felt the sensation of him ramming against what had to be her most definite end. Ah, that was an odd sensation. It took the breath out of her, and oddly enough made her body convulse as all that building tension she had released in an orgasm. That should have been painful... and perhaps it was, but maybe the sensation was just jarring enough to help her even whle she wasn't specifically concentrating? Yeah, that sounded about right.

Meanwhile, a Mitsuki in a different timeline was flirting with a man she'd just met and seemingly succeeding at it, even though it was quite clumsy and she seemed to be almost star struck. "Ehe... well, I am a cute girl~" she said a bit of confidence coming into her visage at his words. She wasn't purposefully doing anything but that didn't mean she wasn't quite taken with Ajax already. She spoke of exchanging numbers and he asked if it was about the photo op they'd been talking about. Somewhere between the door and the bathroom, Mitsuki had learned the art of pretense and lost it in the same amount of time. "Or you know just to hang out, I don't think I'd be that picky if you were the one calling me Ajax..." she mentioned with an intense blush on her face realizing she'd once again said something way more truthful than she'd intended. What was more everything about this man's vibe was strictly superior in a way she couldn't describe. Perhaps there was someone else in her memory she was comparing him to, but she could barely remember a face to go along with such a thought. Why would she care about anything else. He was even willing to wait on her toothbrushing and made it sound like it was no real hassle at all. It was such a welcoming atmosphere how could she do anything but fall into it. "Yeah, the whole list is fine... And good oral hygiene is nothing to complain about." she said while staring. Her eyes had been drawn to where his belt had been and now she was looking at his pants. With a body like his surely he wasn't lacking anything right. She had a great feeling about it even if she hadn't seen it yet. In fact her eyes were so concentrated on his exposed body that she found her mouth opening to answer his question without anything resembling proper consideration. "Anything in it for me.... you," she said immediately. "Wait, I don't know why I said that, but.... I don't want to take it back either. I'll be a good host by giving you those things you've asked for, and you can be a good recipient by sharing some of you. Like uh, taking off your pants, yeah... there is an image here and I can't imagine the proper frame for it," she said quickly. Even though she thought of taking pictures she definitely wasn't about to leave this room without the experience. The pictures could wait, but the pretense remained. Welcome back pretense, all the while Shota could have died in the other room and Mitsuki probably wouldn't have noticed.