London

[Bloodedge]

In the aftermath of Nikki's accidental swear, she seemed adorably taken aback by the attention brought to it. It was understandable that such things slipped out from time to time. He, too, had a public persona that had to be a bit more politically correct than his casual self, but there were always those who didn't discard theirs so freely as Ozzy did. If she wasn't going to consciously hold herself back, all the better. Now that he'd reached this point after meeting Nikki, it wasn't the version of her he'd known for months upon months that he wished to see. Clarification of that fact came as he met the press of her rear with a very purposeful movement of his own hips. As expected, he did begin slipping right in. His left hand slid its way up her torso from its original place on her hip, while his right hand remained in place. "I would like. Don't show me Blue Lotus; show me Nikoleta. Loud or silent, shy or abrasive, I don't care how it comes out. Long as you're real, I'll love it," he said, meaning every word that passed his lips. There was a special note to be made about current context as well, and Ozzy thought that required a bit more attention than mere implications. That attention would be paid as he continued sliding his way home within her womanhood. "Don't go holding back on me, either; especially right now. Doesn't make a difference if you want to be intimate or just have a raw fuck, long as you want me to be doing it. Even if you wanna kick me to the curb when it's all done, it's more than a guy should be able to ask for, innit?"

[Apollymi]

Nikki was taken aback by this lad's words, but there were several reasons for that. Nikki was a pretty private person by her own nature, so most often people didn't really get to know her. She could count on one hand the number of people who understood her beyond what she presented outright. Ozzy would find himself counted among them with relative ease, over the course of this day, the idea of that was only more cemented by his follow up words. Ah, and they were delivered post a very enticing forward movement of his hips which was met by her own slightly backward flexing. Oh, this was going to be nice... Oh but not just from the standpoint of sex. Ozzy made the claim that he wished to know her, not just her public persona but her. He even said that regardless of what that her was like, he'd love it so long as she was real.

Nikki was given a moment of pause, her eyes widened and she could feel her heart pounding in her chest. "That's..." she couldn't even speak on what that actually was. That level of acceptance was far too high, it was abnormal... she seriously couldn't let this man escape her. She had to have him... as completely as she could. He had more to say even, whatever she wanted in endeavors like this as well? "Really?!" she finally managed to question rhetorically, as her hips moved backward. "You're too much you know... I don't hate it at all though. I don't see myself kicking you to the curb ever..." she said with a playful little smirk. She looked over her left shoulder at him and gave a playful wink. "You're definitely making me crazy, and I'm inclined to let you keep doing that..." she mused playfully. "Actually, yeah... do exactly that. Go faster, drive me crazy... I'll let you~" she was already meeting his thrusts, she could go for a bit more... actually, there was that itch in the back of her mind again... the one that led her to rather impulsive decisions. Why not?

[Bloodedge]

Oh, the nerves Ozzy had been dealing with earlier were entirely gone by now. Nikki's every reaction was feeding into his confidence. He had her in tow now; all he had to ensure was that she was good and hooked, it seemed. She said she wouldn't be kicking him to the curb, but he wondered if even that was enough. No, his ego wouldn't tolerate that. He didn't really want her just accepting the fact that he threw himself at her constantly, never ridding herself of him. What he wanted was for this absolute addiction he suffered to be something mutual. Shared madness between the two, almost codependence as it were. Luckily enough, Nikki claimed she was inclined to be driven mad by him. Good; that was all part of the overall plan. Faster, she said─ so she was choosing the latter option for now then. Without a doubt, Oliver could and would acquiesce, and happily so. He began his assault against her core properly, haste building one thrust after another. "You'll let me drive you crazy? Huh," he said with a chortle. "Best thing I've heard yet. I fancy seeing your crazy side too~" With that, Ozzy did the one thing he always intended to do─ his best. His thrusts were stabilized only by the clasp on Nikki's hip, which felt as if it kept him grounded against the shower's slick floor. Even so, he hadn't a single withdrawal about this approach. She said faster, so faster he'd go, even if he had to continue speeding up until his stamina was expended.

[Apollymi]

Speaking of things which were unknown by most people. Ozzy was about to see something very rarely seen by anyone, it was invisible even in her bikini because of her massive amount of purple hair. Between Nikki's shoulder blades was the sign of her rebellious youth. A small line tattoo which was an open lotus blossom in stylized brushstrokes and in the middle a little bunny in the same style. The lines of the lotus were blue, and the rabbit was purple. Obviously this was designed by her at some early point in her life and it often went unseen. But since he was now ploughing away at her by her own request her hair had shifted enough for this little thing to be seen.

Oh, but she didn't have much time to consider what he might be seeing on her exposed back, she was much to engrossed in her hips meeting those thrusts increasing in speed. He really was good at doing what she asked. She was beginning to wonder why he was willing to go to such lengths, but she couldn't deny enjoying herself. Actually, how long had it been since she'd experienced something like this? Oh... she'd not had a shag in over a year... not had one of this quality, ever. "Yeah... I've been on a spiral since we met~" she mused about this craziness. He wanted to see her crazy side eh? "Say that now~" she teased. Of course she knew what her actual crazy was like... things like watching her pace around the same spot for an hour an half while she tried to get a design just right.

[Bloodedge]

Well, there was always one thing Oliver didn't expect, and it happened to be... anything previously unknown about Nikki. As dampened hair fell out of place to unveil her back, he saw something rather interesting. He wasn't aware she had a tattoo of any sort. The two things featured in that little display of art were undoubtedly symbolic of her chosen identity. Ah, but that was a distraction Ozzy couldn't mull over. Talk about a spiral; he was falling into an endless pit of madness since the moment Nikki showed even a sign of interest.

What would Nikki's 'crazy' side be like, he wondered. He wished to know her unseen vices and faults alike; everything from the most random source of pleasure, to the darkest source of anxiety. What if he could be the one to enforce the former, and fend off the latter? Time would tell, perhaps. Regardless of what future he was allowed to traverse, the important subject was the present. It just so happened that the 'present' in question involved slamming himself into the core of another person, whom he'd harbored an obsession for over the most important chunk of his life thus far. As for what she had to say, naturally Ozzy had yet another quip to offer in response. "I'll say it again. And again. Might say it thrice."

[Apollymi]

It was a strange thing to consider, but the girl known as Nikoleta was indeed full of randomly surprising things. A tattoo, swears, and a spiral into madness were likely the lesser end of all of the things which went beyond her public persona. But, it could be easily stated that she could reveal that much about herself in only a few short moments. Ozzy, given their current interactions was the most likely to find out. She did intend to keep him after all. Though that probably didn't describe well enough what she actually wanted. She fully intended to hold this man hostage and keep him from everyone else... no need to say that though... that would be legitimately crazy. No, instead she would concentrate on that legitimate pounding she was now receiving. And how delightful that was, each forward thrust met by a backward push... she could really get used to this. She didn't like this sort of thing all the time but... right just now she could appreciate it, considering the build up to this point.

Beyond that lovely feeling building in her torso, there were words which when spoken made her smile fairly widely. "Oh? Well, I definitely won't stop you~" the lass mused. If he truly wanted to get to know her, she definitely had no problem with showing him all of who she actually was. He'd already gotten past the basic test of not being a toxic gamer nor outright crazy. And he was an amazing lay... yeah, that was kind of important considering... Nikki couldn't find a single complaint within her body and what was more, only this man's praises were being offered even within her own mind. In appreciation of his work, the semi-constant pulse of her nether... she was really going to have this happen again. She truly wasn't in control of her own body and that should have been scary but instead it was... exhilarating.

[Bloodedge]

In and out, to and fro, there was no end in sight for Ozzy's repeated thrusting. He couldn't stop these movements, and he wouldn't bring himself to, as per Nikoleta's request. Actually, even if she wished for him to stop, he probably would have found great difficulty in doing so. Those echoes were back in full force, but the quality was quite different. Every time Ozzy pushed forward, his pelvis rammed into the comfort of Nikki's posterior, which almost seemed to feed into his bounce-back. Oh, there definitely wasn't any stopping at this point, nor even much slowing down. Every time he moved forward, Nikki's backside knocked him back. In the same breath, her canal seemed to be sucking him inward, lending to the overall ferocity of their ongoing session. As if he couldn't get enough already, these facts only made things more exciting. What was he to do besides add a thrill of his own?

One of Ozzy's hands had already snaked its way up Nikki's torso, so it continued moving to take her by the chin, tilting her head to the opposite side while Ozzy himself leaned inward to partake of her mouth once more. At the same time, his other hand abandoned her hip to slide its way between her legs, caressing her love bud as he thrusted away. At this point, poor Nikki was sure to be kept in place only by the glass ahead of her, what with Oliver's weight so brazenly pressed against her backside. Regardless, this new take seemed to allow him even more freedom when shifting.

[Apollymi]

The back and forth of their combined motions would soon be meeting some additions. Nikki herself already seemed to be leaning towards another proper finish, and it would only be hurried along by Ozzy's extra additions. To give credit where it was due, Ozzy was taller than Nikki with longer arms and more torso to work with, so he was soon using one such arm to tilt her head back towards him. And then once more they were kissing. Her own tongue would soon aim to slip forward into his mouth while she breathed heavily. Those backward movements of her hips continued, that wet suction of her nether continued and would only become more exhaustive. The other hand previously used just to hold her hip, was shifted between her legs. Once again, Nikki would know what it was to be dually stimulated. "Fuck... if you do it like that, I'll come undone," she moaned her observation.

Ozzy's girth moving in and out of her body with swiftness, while his fingers teased her pearl mercilessly. She'd done nothing to deserve this extra treatment, but she couldn't say she disliked it. Happy sounds and heated breaths escaped her between kisses, and the added stimulation had that knowing tingle in her limbs start up all over again. "Ozzy~ This is too much... I'll go mad," she whispered in his face. She was almost light-headed from this semi-constant heat. Ah, but a cooling sensation came as well. Her body was soon pressed against the glass of the shower. The slightly colder glass sent a shock through the sensitive portions of her body, her nipples were hard and suddenly confronted by that coldness. The softness of her breasts made circles as well. From the outside this passionate tryst would have likely looked a bit too vigorous, but she did nothing but enjoy it. Her hands were against the glass as well, each stroke of his manhood and movement of his fingers causing her hands to clench in response. The knuckles of those perfectly manicured fingers moved along the glass with a great deal of strain. She could barely feel it, no... that numbing tingle was upon her and she was bubbling over. Her thighs tightened a bit seeming to lock his hand in place. Extra slickening for his fingers would come as well. "OZZY!~" Yep, she couldn't get it all out this time either. just his name this time... but that was fine, right?

[Bloodedge]

There it was again─ that tongue which refused to grace the public ear. Oliver adored hearing such words for reasons he couldn't understand; perhaps due to being the cause for some lack of normal control. Of course, there was also the physical use of her tongue as he kissed her. Such an intrusion to his mouth demanded a proper retort, so Oliver grasped that tongue with his lips and sucked on it. If she was to go mad from all he did, he'd be making sure she didn't half-ass the trip to mental instability. Everything would be fine if they were both a pair of nutters, right? While Ozzy tasted the woman's tongue as if it were a popsicle, he held it between his teeth long enough to offer a rebuttal. "Go mad, lose your shit. We'll get you sorted either way," he said.

In one shining moment, Ozzy's fingers and phallus were all slicked in a way simple shower water could never manage. No, this was a proper lubricant of the natural variety, erupting from Nikki's loins as his name echoed through the bathroom in her voice. Indeed, there was a great deal of satisfaction regardless of the fact that she only managed limited speech. What that speech happened to be, was more than enough to leave Oliver swooning his way through one final thrust. "Oy, stay with me though," he added during the release of her tongue and the removal of his hand. Heated breaths were swapped to and fro, and though Ozzy may have seemed apt to allow Nikki some reprieve, he was taking a bit for himself when he stopped moving. That damn shower was failing to cool off at any point. He may have liked that about this hotel, but the steam was starting to get to him. "Feeling lightheaded by chance?" he wondered aloud.

[Apollymi]

Ozzy truly was too much in some instances. Right now, he was sending Nikki on a one way trip to some cataclysmic loss of self. She'd aimed to enter his mouth with her tongue and had it assaulted in return. He sucked on and bit it, in the most irresistible fashion. She really was going to end up crazy eventually. Perhaps one day it would be a thing she properly discussed with Ozzy, how very out of character he made her simply by being himself. Ah, what was more he managed a few words while holding her tongue hostage, they'd get her sorted, even if she went mad? That was a lovely thought, and strangely she felt it was very perfectly possible.

Still this leg of their journey would come to an end with one more mighty thrust from Ozzy. Perhaps only saying his name in that moment was truly fine. Whatever the case, he wanted her to say with him, which was also fine. She wasn't completely gone or anything though she admittedly felt a certain amount of weakness in her knees. Standing on jelly legs, leaning against the shower wall, with Ozzy still in her face and buried between her thighs was rather entrancing. Still, she was admittedly just a little light-headed. "Hm, yeah... a bit actually. Credit to the hotel though... that is a lot of hot water. Between the potentials of fainting and pruning though... might be time to get out of here~" she managed as that steadily paced beating of her heart aimed to return to something resembling normal. Ah, but that was sort of difficult wasn't it... what else would they do. How much could they possibly fit into one day? Why was she so mentally willing to find out? Well, those questions had a singular answer, tied directly to Ozzy.

[Bloodedge]

Ozzy had to agree, personally, that the hotel they were in deserved a great deal of credit for having such a powerful water heating system in place. He supposed though, with all the jacuzzi tubs littered throughout the rooms and suites, they had to have enough hot water circulating to potentially fill them all at once. Whatever the case, it was best they get out of that water as soon as possible, lest they both expend all their bodily fluids and shrivel up in unison. Once he'd finally managed to catch his breath enough, Ozzy pulled himself away from Nikki... or at least, out of her for the moment. "Quite right. Wouldn't much mind a few seconds to breathe either," he admitted. At long last, the time had come to cut the waterflow. He took an additional few moments to let the excess steam naturally flow over the top of the shower; one wouldn't want a sudden rush of cold air in this situation. In the meantime, dripping bodies were left in contact as he embraced Nikki from the rear, kissing the side of her neck as opposed to her lips. "Right then, no water. So..."

He paused partially for dramatic effect, partially for the sake of collecting his thoughts as lips met Nikki's neck again. Those questions weren't tied to Ozzy at all, but were instead completely at Nikoleta's mercy, as the male himself was. If she chose to keep it in mind, he was at her beck and call in accordance with their earlier wager. "Next? Your wish is my command~"

[Apollymi]

This hotel was very nice, she'd have to make sure she sent a nice thank you to her coordinator. Hell, she might also have to thank Ferri-chan too, this whole day was spiraling into something she would never be able to forget. With this in mind, she was having a very good time, when the water finally came to a stop, Ozzy actually removed himself from her person and a small moan left her mouth. Ah, that was a strange sensation. She was pretty sure this man was going to be singularly responsible for changing all of her sexual preferences. That is to say, he was right now the only thing included in her list of sexual preferences, was Ozzy. Ah, and he'd been so godly. She was almost certain that she could never want anything more than she wanted him right now.

As he kissed her neck and wrapped his arms around her, she felt it again. That itch in the back of her mind. Her heart was still pounding and those touches against her neck were making her swoon. She leaned her head away from him further exposing her neck and thinking. No more water, that was the truth since they were both practically on the verge of death even as steam rolled from the top of the shower. Ah, but he was still at her command, huh? She did have one more thing she wanted and that was to see him from below. How far below though... well that was currently what she was thinking about. Actually she knew... she knew if she let this man continue to reach the depths of her insides, she'd eventually find herself passed out. That was probably a thing that could actually happen here, he could definitely keep long stroking her like he was until she lost consciousness. With this in mind... she had something to say. "My wish? Hm, I did have one more thing I wanted... and I have finally decided which way I want it," she said with a chuckle. "Come on then... time to look up into that gorgeous face of yours~" she mused. She'd pull him towards the bedroom, there she'd have him... in a way that didn't involve her own penetration. He was such an interesting man, she wondered how he would react, oh well... time to find out.

[Bloodedge]

With more access granted to Nikki's neck, came more purpose in the assault on that space. It seemed he had a taste for her skin, and in fact, he did. His tongue emerged to trail its way up, saliva blending with water as it dragged slowly along. In the meantime, his grip became tighter still. He couldn't much keep his hands still either, being content to let one hand continue teasing her sex while they conversed. Oh, and what a conversation they were having, brief though it was. Nikki finally came to a decision regarding the final part of her list. Well, that was exciting, wasn't it? Ozzy couldn't keep the grin from his face, but before any words could escape him, he was being dragged along to her suite's bedroom. What was her idea? Ozzy was left wondering, but it didn't matter how she chose to look upon him in this case. Hell, even if her plan was to rest against his chest and leave them staring at each other for the rest of the day, he'd be having a grand time. Little did he know what she actually planned, but oh what a discovery it was going to be. Besides, the bedrooms in this place were immaculate. He almost regretted not beginning their encounter upon the massive bed now ahead of them... almost.

[Apollymi]

Nikki found herself very easily falling to the motions offered by Ozzy. Even as they just conversed in the shower he kept up his activities. He licked along her neck causing a small gasp to escape her and those magical fingers of his continued to tease her sex. It was literally like he couldn't get enough of her. That was an enticing thought, she found herself easily obsessed with him, possessing a desire to make him hers in a way she hadn't felt obligated to think in quite a long while. Moreover, his lack of judgement when it came to her, made her feel... adventurous, or at the very least open. She felt she could have asked him anything or done anything and he wouldn't have held a bad reaction in his soul.

Either way, they were soon to find out. She found this bedroom more than acceptable, which meant a lot given her own choice in career/hobby. This bedroom was one of the best she'd seen in any hotel in years, and given that she fully intended to enjoy it. She climbed in pulling Ozzy along as well, she'd have them take an interesting position. She'd have Ozzy leaning against the headboard lounging in bed. This man very interestingly was always apparently grinning, she wondered if that would remain the case for very long. She felt no real need to explain herself beyond this point at stayed at his fore kissing his lips ever so gently, this would last a few seconds before she began lashing out against him. A lick along his jawline, a gentle press of her lips against the hollow of his throat, a normal progression to his collar bones as she began to situate herself, between his legs. She traced a line with her tongue down his abdomen he was really muscular her tongue taking on water as she did, until she was face to face with the monster he kept normally within his pants. How very interesting. His man's member was giant such was a thing to be undertaken in her own teasing manner. She had to prepare after all... it wasn't everyday one tongue wrestled a monster. It would start ever so gently with a flick of her tongue over the tip of him. She seemed pretty comfortable where she was, which was 100 percent of the reason for the bed, now there was just a matter of the build up to her glory. All the while those purple eyes of hers flickered up so she could watch his face, particularly as she finally closed her mouth around the tip of him.

[Bloodedge]

Time spent wondering what Nikki had in store for him was not to be allowed, it seemed. No, Ozzy was pulled onto the bed, with Nikki joining. Strangely, he wasn't lying down or anything; he was instead guided until he was leaned against the headboard while Nikki found his lips again. Would she straddle him? That would be exciting. Alas, her plan was something very different. Her mouth moved away from his lips, teasing his jaw, neck, chest... and it didn't seem she would be stopping there. Oh... that was her intention! Poor Oliver couldn't believe it. Regardless of natural desire, he could never have assumed the one he idolized would be willingly making her way to his crotch with a clear intention of taking it into her mouth. Weren't people of her stature a bit more uptight than that? Well, he was left refreshingly surprised by the truth as Nikoleta's tongue continued making its way down his torso. His breath could never be stable this day, chest inflating and concaving with massive differentials as that moist muscle caressed his abdomen. By the time she reached his manhood with her efforts, his head was spinning all over again. "Bloody hell, you can't be serious."

Oliver couldn't wrap his head around this occurrence. One thing to never cross the rational mind, was being fellated by she who sat upon the highest podium in that mind's thoughts. As far as Ozzy was concerned, she was lowering herself to do so... but did this negatively affect his view of her? Just the opposite, in fact, for what was a queen who would not walk among the peasants? Perhaps that analogy was unbecoming of a situation which saw Nikoleta's tongue teasing his cock, but it was close enough. Nevertheless, there were soon lips enshrouding the tip of his member, while purple hues gazed up into his face. Oh, to see those eyes with that expression, and at that angle. Ozzy wasn't sure what would do him in first, between that upward glance and the actual sensation of soft lips gracing his tool. Whichever it was, he had nothing to meet it with but excitement.