<Nocturnal Harmonia>

[Bloodedge]

Whatever Miyuki's train of thought led him to, nothing would change the progress happening. Miko and Kaguya were swapping skirts while both males got a good look at each. Indeed, Miyuki had Miko's ass and thighs burned into his memory even after trying not to look. That wasn't the only thing added to his memory bank, though. One couldn't simply look away from both girls while they were freely groping each other through the redressing process. Visions of full lesbian activity plagued the blonde's mind. He couldn't let that thought out; surely Kaguya wouldn't take kindly to that kind of nonsense. Who would, in reality?

Yugi was waiting, shot glass at the ready for Miko's eventual return. He knew how Miyuki would be reacting to each shared dare, but he'd be the first to exchange a drink. Miyuki, on the other hand, would be the first to speak after tentatively clearing his throat. He had eyes for both girls for the last minute or so, but he'd most recently been watching Miko's mostly exposed rear while she leaned toward Yugi. His speech came just as his eyes found Kaguya in a shorter skirt than normal again "Ahem. That looks great on you, hon. You should get something like that," he managed beyond her teasing statement. One could assume Yugi wasn't the only one stiff at present. He was, however, the only one willing to make an extra cheeky comment when asked by Miko what he thought. "I think you forgot the peepshow part," he commented, beckoning the lass toward himself while pouring a shot into his mouth.

[Apollymi]

Miyuki thoughts in this case weren't at all a problem. No...because Miko and Kaguya were committed enough to the openness of their friendship that them touching each other and doing everything but making out, which was something they would do if left alone for long enough. Soon enough though, they were both presenting themselves to their 'boyfriends' with Miyuki finally able to make a more legitimate bit of speech, regardless of the visions burned into his brain. "Oya? I really might, these are pretty comfy. Mi-chan you might have to tell me where you got them♥~" Kaguya said teasingly of course Miko looked at her and shrugged. "They're custom... but I'll look into it for you♪~" Miko chirped in a simple way that people talked about clothing.

Just the same apparently Yugi had no problem being a bit cheeky. She'd done everything but the peep show he claimed, well since she was fully looking at him on her way over for that shared drink he was beckoning her for, she'd grin. Leaning forward so he could see straight into that cleveage window she'd pull it, just a bit, to show everything inside, including her nipples to the lad if he looked down. "That, should do I think♪~" she twitted as she slipped back into his lap and left herself open to receive the drink she'd dared him to give her. Still, it may have completely escaped Miko's mind that Miyuki also technically still owed her a drink, but the one in front of her, coming to her from Yugi would be the one of present concern. All the while Kaguya watched Miyuki wondering if maybe he'd absorbed too much. It would have been saintly to assume he didn't watch both, in fact she might have called it unbelievable, but this game had indeed been his idea. As was his acceptance of that ridiculous dare so... she wondered how far he would push before he tried to draw a line.

[Bloodedge]

Before he could let anything else occur, Yugi had to complete his own dare and share a drink with Miko. He sat with a mouthful of liquor while beckoning her over, only to have the pleasant sight of cleavage through the opening of Kaguya's shirt on Miko's body. That little tug even gave him a proper peep at the part of her breast normally kept out of view by all means. Had he been able to speak at the time, Yugi would have said... no, that didn't count. Alas, that didn't mean he wouldn't take it anyway. He'd also take the girl sliding into his lap again. Once she was settled, his right arm hooked around her waist. His left hand lifted not to do anything with the drink, but instead to tilt Miko's head back and force a pucker to her lips by pressing into her cheeks. He'd pucker his own lips to pour liquor into her mouth slowly, just barely avoiding her lips with his own... until he wasn't avoiding them. Surely Miko had no problem taking the entire shot from him ─ especially as it'd come with the eventual protrusion of his tongue to invade her mouth.

Meanwhile, Miyuki was steeling himself. He had to take at least one shot, simply because he wasn't going to even try switching clothes with Kaguya. To avoid getting too caught up in observing the interaction between guests, he took one shot straight to the head and poured another. Ah... it wouldn't be right of him to get up now, though. He couldn't go about doing that until his erection receded, so he'd instead be holding up the refilled shot glass and... committing to a decision. 'It's for the game!' he chanted mentally. "Phew! I'm not doing two back-to-back. Iino-chan... gomen. I'm copying Kiriya-kun's dare," he said with a great deal of resolve fueling the decision. Still, he kept himself from looking in Kaguya's direction when making the announcement.

[Apollymi]

Miko had a response to the idea of the missing peepshow. Not in words, but in actions. She showed him the show he'd missed even though he couldn't yet speak on it. She was fine with the whole of it. and didn't mind one bit since she was also being fed. Well that was a bit of an understatement. The intimacy between Yugi and Miko was obviously high. She settled into his lap, he wrapped an arm around her waist and then used the other to tilt her head back and to purse her lips. He'd then trickle an entire shots worth of alcohol into her mouth and down her throat. It was mixed with his saliva it was hot. It burned on the way down. It tinted her skin and made her hips wiggle in anticipation. And then when the spillage was done and their mouths were left but a breath apart, a tongue came for her. A squealing little moan escaped her as their tongues brushed against each other, and the girl seemed to forget for a bit that they weren't alone in this moment.

Ah, but they weren't alone. No... and Miyuki was steeling himself. Kaguya watched with bare curiosity as Miyuki took the first of his shots without protest. But as he was the person who'd volunteered to do other dares, he'd decided not to take a second shot in a row. If he'd been looking in Kaguya's direction when he made that announcement, he wouldn't have seen any real emotion in her face, just a smirk and a raised eye brow. Miyuki really was going quite far for this game he'd set up, but she was sure he still didn't quite understand what he was getting himself into. "So resolute♥~" she claimed seeming to find it amusing. But... she also knew the truth one very specific one, Iino Miko was an extreme person and you couldn't always predict her reactions. Given that the drunken girl could be called a horny trap, innocent presenting and deviously dominating in the right circumstances.

[Bloodedge]

What began as something already easily interpreted as deviant, only became more so with time. Yugi could have let the liquor trickle into Miko's mouth, but of course he wouldn't stop there; when did they ever stop there? His tongue descended into her mouth, and their lips met. It seemed almost as if he intended to rub any residual alcohol from his tongue onto hers, the way the former was moving about within the girl's orifice. Could it really be called a kiss without some hands moving about though? Surely not. As such, Yugi abused the shortness of Miko's new skirt, slipping his hand underneath it to grope her bare ass, sparing no roughness in his grip. He'd be keeping at that until Miyuki spoke ─ at which point the gradual retreat would begin, ending in three snapped trails of saliva bridging lips and tongues, broken by a combination of distance and a heated exhale.

Miyuki was out of the loop by the time tongues connected, deciding it was not something for him to watch. Perhaps he should have been more attentive. Had he been, perhaps he could have been more wary of approaching. But no, Miyuki would only witness the separation as he heard Kaguya mention his resolve. By that, he could assume she took no issues with him accepting the dare. He could do this. He would do this. There was no need to do to much anyway; a bit of closeness during a night of drunken games could be given a pass. There was one problem, though. It wouldn't be right of him to stand up. Perhaps he could be a bit bolder. "If you could come this way. . ."

[Apollymi]

A deviant exchange of liquids was pushed to become something much greater. Miko and Yugi had a hard time, stopping at what would be considered socially appropriate check points. No, both of them sank deeper into their combined depravity, and if Miko was honest, it was one of the things she enjoyed most about him. They kissed, tongues danced and saliva was exchanged. It was as if he intended to pass every last drop of alcohol into her mouth and she hungrily accepted it. It was also made worse, she could feel the roughness of his hands against her bare buttcheeks and she enjoyed that as well. By the time those three strands of saliva popped between them, she was exhaling breathlessly. "Still, need some more of that♪~" Miko chirped happily.

Ah, but as was the case with all good things, Miko was bound to be interrupted. It seemed like she was never allowed to fully immerse herself in something, and though it wasn't a problem to continue helping with dares, her desires were still rather firm. But alas her desires weren't the only ones firm, Shirogane Miyuki asked for her to come to him, there was an easy explanation for this... one which Miko had only so recently begun to notice. Men didn't like to move about too much when their dicks were hard unless they were about to put it inside of something. Perhaps he was a great and un-wieldy man who got hard looking at his future wife in new clothes. Or perhaps there was a dark secret lurking beneath the surface? Irrespective of which thing it was, Miko would unfortunately be extricating herself from Yugi's lap, eventually tiptoeing about on wobbly legs like a freshly born doe, wet between the legs like she was ready to climb into a lap and ride a dick until her heart was content. "Left♪~ or right♪~?" she asked, with no further expectation. She heard him and she'd respond as the point of his dare existed. She was a lap sitter by her own nature, and until very recently, it'd been platonic by her own logic. Surely she could sit in this man's lap and take a drink, she'd even let him steer her to the unoccupied side of his lap if that was what he desired.

[Bloodedge]

Everything was going as Yugi anticipated. Even when separating from Miko, she verbalized a need for more. He figured that would be her thought, and a potential statement. It didn't even seem like she knew they were in a room containing two other people during the kiss. That was all part of the plan. Maybe Yugi was a bit callous in his behavior, but he already had something in the works that would solve a problem three days in the future... maybe less. He wouldn't force anyone into anything, of course, but he'd definitely steer things in the right direction. "Well you'll just have to wait~" he teased just to keep the idea in Miko's head.

With that, she was removing herself from his lap and approaching Miyuki instead. Yugi thought it was obvious she'd aim to sit in his lap and take the second drink just as she'd taken the first... but Miyuki kept himself more innocent than Yugi could ever be. How innocent? When asked to choose between left and right, he didn't have a single clue what Miko was talking about. "Huh?" was his immediate response. Well, it probably didn't matter. Maybe it was as simple as his handedness? Miyuki couldn't know she was trying to figure out which direction his cock leaned to, which happened to be the right side. "Uh... either, I guess?" he said with no surety.

[Apollymi]

When it came to Yugi, Miko would always want more. She was a rather gluttonous individual in general but when something struck a chord as your favorite, you'd always want to fully exhaust it. Such was the kind of belief she held, beyond anything else. As for his callous push and analytical mind, it was something Miko was a little aware of in the back of her mind. It had to do with Yugi's potential typing as an Otome Love Interest, and technically wasn't something she'd take personally even when it became a more conscious thought. "Mm-hm♪~ Not too long, okay?♪~" Miko chirped almost playfully, surely he understood at least a few of the risks. Even in their teasing playfulness there was a hint, of something else.

Whatever the case, Miko was soon ambling over to Miyuki. Her legs still shaky from a kiss far too mind blowing to leave her anything but pining. Even so, she'd find Miyuki to be an odd type of individual, one apparently so upstanding his innocence far outweighed what she thought to be normal for a man. So many drinks deep, she expected her meaning to be clearer, but no... he'd seemed so genuinely confused that Miko would be finding herself looking at him quizzically. "You don't sound very sure at all... Shi♪~ro♪~ga♪~ne♪~-san♪~" There was a sing-song quality to Miko's voice which would seem so teasing, but still, she persisted. "Taking the path of least resistance then, no complaining♪~" Miko chirped, as she settled into the man's lap on the right hand side. How interesting her eyes widened gently in surprise. He was too innocent to lead her away from placig the softness of her rear directly against his stiffening cock, which was big enough to have put Yugi down by a bit that very first hour. Interesting... but a definite downgrade to Yugi's current condition. Still, Miko had a rather fidgety nature, one not minded by most, but perhaps she was about to find the first person to be bothered by that unconscious little hip wiggling. All the while, Kaguya knew, exactly the trouble the blonde haired man had gotten himself into... she knew which way his dick leaned and also knew what Miko had been asking him. He truly shouldn't have decided to play such a game with people who saw games so differently.

[Bloodedge]

"Maybe♥~" Yugi flirted. Whether Miko had a long wait or not wasn't entirely his decision. By choice, he'd leave her waiting for the rest until the stars aligned in his grand scheme... which he was admittedly still working out as he went. Still, he didn't choose the path of total indifference. While Miko was moving toward Miyuki, he discretely reached out to flip her skirt up, just to get a brief peek at her ass before she settled. With that done, he'd be looking toward Kaguya.

All the while, Miyuki was waiting to make one hell of a decision. Miko asked for a direction, and he didn't choose one due to his own ignorance. The cost of his nonexistent choice was Miko choosing the easiest path, which landed her soft, nearly-bare ass right atop his erection. He saw her eyes widen as his own did the same. Was she taken by what she felt? Surely she had to be; his length and girth were ludicrous. It didn't seem like she minded, but... she was in a relationship, and so was he. Propriety had to come first, Miyuki thought... even as he throbbed beneath those wiggling hips. 'It's fine. It's fine. She's drunk. Being drunk does things to people. Nobody knows but us... and it's a natural reaction!' Miyuki chanted to himself. "Oh... that's what you meant. Gomen," he said aloud. Trying to move on from there, he took that shot straight to the head, never swallowing. His right hand pressed against the small of Miko's back just to keep her from tipping back as he leaned in. Once his head hovered over her face, he went for a different approach to what Yugi had done. He'd get close ─ maybe even a little too close for safety. If Miko opened her mouth, he'd be trying to let liquor dribble slowly from his to hers. Close enough to ensure it landed, separate enough to avoid their lips connecting ─ that was his plan.

[Apollymi]

A flirty maybe was what Miko received, but her desires demanded something more solid. Oh well, she could always force the issue whenever she was ready to, and it seemed that though Yugi was practically handing her off to someone else, he still wasn't ready to let go really. No, he still flipped up her skirt before she took her seat and as a reward for that little maneuver he'd get to see her bouncing those cheeks just a bit before she settled in.

Even so, upon settling something changed. She knew Miyuki had a hard and fairly sizeable cock beneath his pants leaning to his right hand side. She could hear the surprised widened of his eyes and that quickened heartbeat. Given how nice he tried to be, she could see him trying to explain but... maybe she was wrong? He'd not stopped her from wiggling around in his lap and also hadn't commented directly on the fact that she'd chosen his dick leaning side. Instead he simply claimed to better understand her question in the moment. 'Is he the secret hentai type?' she couldn't help but wonder. Those were pretty common but she'd have to give that more consideration when her loins weren't throbbing and her throat wasn't quivering. Once again a hand was moved, this time to the small of her back and now... he was leaning into her face, he'd find her mouth very open. Her wet tongue hanging out and seemingly still absently wiggling against that throbbing erection on beat even. He could pour it into her mouth but her desire sensor already had her waiting, so with him so close, after the last drop poured, she'd be leaning further up, eyes closed tongue gently slipping forward aiming between his lips going for the rest. If she was going to be fed yet another shot, then she was going to be fed all of it! Beyond that her phone would vibrate and a notification would be appearing on it, though it was face down in front of Yugi at the time.

〔SYSTEM NOTICE — BOND ROUTE AVAILABLE〕
Target recognized.

Name: Shirogane Miyuki
Compatibility Rating: Moderate
Initial Conditions: Emotional proximity, situational tension, mutual awareness.

A Bond Route may be initiated with this individual.
Progression will depend on continued interaction and player choice.

Accept [Y/N]?

Kaguya was now making eye contact with Yugi, casually rolling her eyes. She was watching Miyuki and she knew Miko's lack of boundaries, and thus she seemed less surprised by what happened when the drunk girl decided to go for the rest. But how would Miyuki respond that was the question. Kaguya saw this as a learning experience overall. 'This will either stop him from suggesting icebreakers or make him suggest them more often... not even sure which at this point...' Kaguya thought casually.

[Bloodedge]

Everything had the potential to be completely normal. Miyuki could try to ignore Miko's rear sitting right atop his erection, wiggling as he pulsed, curving just under where his hand rested. His pinkie finger was even affected by the movement, keeping its position loosely around the upper curve of Miko's buttocks, but not affecting him enough to be altered consciously. It seemed to be going well as he drained half the shot into her mouth... or tried to. The halfway point was where things changed. Once the stream ended, just before he could close his mouth and swallow the remaining half ounce... Shirogane Miyuki was subjected to an attack most unexpected. A tongue slid between gently pursed lips, causing his eyes to widen. His left arm flew up as though retreating, but his right arm could only tense against Miko's lower back. Did he want to back away, or did he want to fall in? Both was the answer.

Sensibility and desire were at war within the blonde Hunter. His eyes wanted to remain widened in shock, but they also attempted to flutter shut in surrender. Miko's invasive tongue was causing most of that shot's remains to flow downward into her mouth, even as Miyuki instinctively gulped a small portion of it. What was he to do? It was so hard to fight, so easy to seek something deeper, and so confusing to be in the situation. Would he have to fight Kiriya? Would he have a falling-out with Kaguya? Well, none of it could matter in the moment. Maybe everyone else would understand it was just drunken nonsense. He wasn't the one initiating contact this way. As long as he didn't look like he was enjoying it too much, all would be well... right? Well, there was one certainty within the confines of his mouth: his tongue was gently caressing that intruder and matching the rhythm of her hips. He could only assume Miko would catch herself and back away... or perhaps someone else would say something to bring the girl to her senses? Maybe, if the universe wanted to do him a favor, everyone would completely support this turn of events, turning a blind eye to it and leaving everything unspoken in public? That would be the dream.

It wouldn't be Yugi to speak for any such purpose. No, he was keeping an eye on Kaguya and noting the fact that she'd taken less shots than the other two. Four people were at this table. Of those four, two still had their wits about them fully. Maybe he should do something about that? He picked up his own glass and casually swirled it around, clearly considering quite a few things. "Eyes are off," he mouthed silently. Miko's eyes were closed, and Miyuki's were anywhere between closed and locked on Miko's face. Suddenly, Yugi's breeches seemed to just... disappear, revealing an erection extending up that raised thigh. That gesture would be his hidden movement, since Kaguya had been so hospitable with her sexual showings thus far.

[Apollymi]

Miko was kissing Miyuki, or more accurately, she'd gone into his mouth in search of the rest of the shot he'd offered her. What number was she on now? Six or Seven? Well, whatever the case, she was definitely going to have it now. Ah, but that wasn't the only thing happening, her hips were moving against his throbbing cock. There was a hand tightened against her lower back, and there was... a tongue, so tentatively caressing hers within his mouth. 'Hentai but not degen... or maybe not yet...' Miko thought randomly. Her brain began traveling, catching up to the rest of her body. It was a dichotomy taking place but not one that Miko could think about actively. No, it'd be a moment or two until she managed to pull herself away, and she'd only do so because it didn't go as far as she was used to. If it had been Yugi, that hand on her lower back would have been gripping her butt cheeks or slipped between her legs. A tongue wouldn't have been teasing hers in his mouth but instead all the way in hers retaliating against her intrusion. And beyond that the other hand would have found its way onto her flesh emptied of ups and the like... yeah there was something odd afoot.

Just the same, Yugi and Kaguya were looking at each other and paying attention to the pair kissing in front of them. Kaguya had seen Miyuki's hand rise, in an obvious attempt to not do anything wrong. She also knew Miko was quite deep on the drinks and seemed to have the same reaction to drinking that Kaguya herself often did. All riled up, it was hard to do anything but commit to something sexy, but... just the same there was a bit of freedom. Well, magic seemed to make Yugi's pants disappear and she could see the thickness of his erection against that lifted thigh of his. It seemed that Miko had been quite busy in his lap before she'd been roused from it. With no eyes on her, she made a somewhat sillier gesture, a circle with a single finger going in and out of it. She held up her glass and gestured for the pair to take a drink together potentially. Eventually though, Miko would be withdrawing her eyes opening and looking a tiny bit confused. "Ooh, gomen... my body moved before I thought about it♪~" Miko chirped lightly. Still she'd lick her lips and seem to be thinking about something else she wasn't quite sure what yet, but she knew he'd want to extricate himself from her body. Just the same she saw it, out of the corner of her eye that message from the System, telling her about the Route potential with Miyuki. Unlike the other one she'd seen it only had a moderate compatibility rating. When she saw that sort of thing she usually went for a friendship route, but she might have fudged it a bit by ending up in his lap.

[Bloodedge]

Kaguya had gone from blowjob gestures to direct examples, and had now evolved to allusions of penetration. Yugi thought the progression of her displays was indicative of her mental growth... or collapse, depending on how one wanted to view the situation. She had a look at his current state before his pants were reequipped ─ something done only because Yugi saw the coming moment of separation between Miko and Miyuki a bit sooner than he anticipated. It was a shame; he was only a breath away from making another gesture toward Kaguya. Instead, he'd be accepting raising his glass further to facilitate their shared drink.

All the while, another type of shared drink was already replaying in Miyuki's mind. His tongue met the invasive tongue of Miko and swirled around it, though well within his own mouth. Though one hand had originally raised as if he were backing away, extended digits were losing tension and naturally curling inward... at least on that hand. His other hand seemed to be the one most willing to express desire, apart from eyes that were just about ready to close. When Miko drew back, Miyuki's right hand was applying light pressure to her back, as if he'd been seconds from trying to coax her into a straddling position. Alas, it seemed that wouldn't be happening whether it was a conscious thought of Miyuki's or not. Whatever the case, his reddened face would be hovering over Miko's still when she licked her lips and explained the occurrence. It wasn't as if he would say anything negative to the girl he was still furiously throbbing beneath the rear of. Even now, that right hand of his was slowly creeping downward. Surely no one would notice him 'subconsciously' dropping it under the table without removing it from Miko's body, right? What was a little bit of incidental grab-ass anyway? "Eheh─right... no harm, no foul. Muscle memory, yeah?" he asked, chuckling and perhaps... buying seconds?

[Apollymi]

Kaguya's mental growth or collapse wasn't something which would need to be figured out. As she took steps forward based solely on her impulses she also took several steps back based on her own desires. She hadn't forgotten that Miyuki was trying to do the right thing by not falling into Miko's antics completely, but quietly somewhere in the back of her mind, it likely would have made her feel better if he'd just gone along with it. Then she wouldn't be the only one working through something. With basic thoughts like maybe they'd settled down too fast or maybe that 'it' factor just wasn't originally part of their plans. But Kaguya was a flexible individual she'd bend to new ideals and fleshed out information before she allowed it to break her. With glasses raised it seemed a break was coming between the other pair and Kaguya wouldn't be going too far this time. A raised glass for each of them as Miko's little voice broke an otherwise breathy silence.

Ah, but Miko didn't just break, there was something quite odd about Miyuki's given behavior. He was definitely trying to do something but also she watched as his body seemed to be giving way. Miko wouldn't be malicious towards her own friend but... didn't that just mean they were all mostly on the same page? Perhaps a bit more time was necessary? He was still throbbing beneath her rear and soon enough that hand that had been on her lower back had fallen under the table. As he mentioned no harm no foul there was a bit of groping. Something more like she'd come to expect. He blamed her forwardness on muscle memory and that could be taken as an out, a positive in general. "Something like that♪~" Miko chirped. In truth, she'd gotten far too used to sinking into moments, pulling away from something should have felt odder than it did. 'Maybe he's one of the pretense people...' she wondered as he grabbed at her still wiggling rear under the table and she managed to look only as blushy and crazy as she'd been looking the entire time. "Alright, alright... going now... careful, sharing those drinks, Shirogane-san♪~" Miko chirped as she extricated herself from his lap once more. And moved back towards the seat she'd claimed, Yugi's lap, though apparently the long way round. "Oya, should I feel bad I'm not on the list yet?♥~" Kaguya decided to tease in the moment instead of pushing it too much.

[Bloodedge]

And so, Yugi would be taking another shot via a toast with Kaguya. It was near time to enact a plan, he thought. Now that Miyuki had something to occupy his mind, a bit more boldness could be practiced. He was on his fourth, and she, her third. He didn't imagine she was the type who held liquor very well, but he was also in the process of discovering his own limits. The long-term distraction of Miyuki would do well.

Speaking of Miyuki's distracted state, it was nearing its apex as Miko began to shift out of his lap. His hand brushed over the full curve of her rear, applying just the slightest grip to pillowlike softness ─ surely a reflex to the contact, right? Well, that was the way he hoped things looked. "I─uh. Yeah... I'll be careful," he stammered. Miyuki was suffering his own bit of intoxication, though he was quite used to drinking in a group. What he wasn't used to, was the exchange he just had with Miko. He found himself looking first toward Yugi, hands clapping together as his head lowered. "Kiriya-kun, gome─" As though it had become a fated habit, Miyuki wasn't allowed to finish speaking to Yugi in that moment. "Save it. I knew that would happen," was all Yugi said. "Actually, credit for surprise. I expected more," he added. Miyuki was at a loss for words. Were they one of those swinger couples? That would surely explain Miko not having a true moment of sobriety after realizing what she was doing. Maybe it was best to discuss the matter? "Iino-chan..." he said. No... what was he doing? He should just let things slide without bringing it back up again. If he did anything else, he might accidentally expose his own actions taken. Ah! There was salvation! That was at the end of Yugi's turn, so... "Truth or dare!" Miyuki decided.