She lies next to him recovering and Yasaka who was masturbating while watching everything, lost her reasoning and jumped on him. With that, Yasaka slinks forward, getting right up in his personal space in the blink of an eye; she looks like she's going to plant a kiss on his lips, but breaks aside at the last moment and instead thrusts herself into his embrace, nuzzling the crook of his shoulder even as she forcibly melts in his arms.

'Well, isn't that quite forward of her.'

"After soliciting' enough o' yer folk as benefactors, lil' ol' me done learned quite well that by an' folks like to be honest an' forthright." A low, contented moan echoes in Yasaka's throat as she flows all over Ena, her tails getting into the game as well. Their tips twine about his body, stroking, petting, tickling — Yasaka's touch is never outright erogenous, but nevertheless lingers on the edge of his consciousness, setting the stage for what Ena knows is inevitable. "Jus' like ya, we really oughta get to th' point instead of dancin' 'round an' wastin' time, eh?"

Another soft sigh escapes Yasaka's lips, and she turns around in his embrace, pressing her shoulders and ass more insistently against Ena, leaning her weight more and more as she continues to flow over Ena. Given such calm, measured movements from her, Ena're able to see what she's up to — gently but firmly pressing Ena down upon the shrine's woven floor, getting Ena into position.

Well, far from it being Ena to deny the very thing Ena asked for. Yasaka's tails have to loosen their hold on Ena as Ena both melt into a cold-hot puddle upon the bed; the shrine Yasaka den scoots her ass backward atop Ena, planting those pert mounds right in front of his face as she grabs his member in her delicate fingers, the rod of man-meat already half-hard from the arousal the ever-unperturbed Yasaka's been inflicting upon Ena all this while.

She may not feel it very much, but gods, she sure is able to dish it out when she feels like it. While she's busy pumping his dick in her firm grip, making sure Ena're good and hard, the complete sextet of Yasaka's tails slide under his head and shoulders, providing a comfy nest of fluff that ensconces not just his physical form, but his thoughts as well.

They're warm, twitching a little and are fully scented — it's not a musky scent nor a sweet floral one, but something else Ena can't make out but is nevertheless immensely relaxing...

Not that his other half is relaxing, of course. Yasaka's thumb presses into the side of his turgid meat pole, hard enough for Ena to feel his pulse against the insistent pressure; once she's satisfied that his prick's at full attention, she trails his shaft from balls to tip with her tongue, then kisses the tip. Yasaka doesn't actually suck on his member, instead going for the slow burn; she nips and pecks at his sensitive glans while her fingers pump at the length of his shaft, letting cold-hot breath wash over his crotch and force his breath to catch as Ena gasp.

It's in this manner that Yasaka friend to Ena, meticulously and unrelentingly teasing Ena with seductively sensual slowness. Her many tails undulate under Ena even as Ena make himself comfortable upon them, and she gives Ena a quick wiggle of her hips and ass, tantalizing and inviting yet not quite raised high enough for Ena to get at her cunt or even asshole.

What an incorrigible tease...

Still, she's left one part of her — six parts, to be exact — wide open to attack. While Yasaka toys with his prick, Ena seize the moment and gather up one of her more wayward tails in both hands. She freezes as Ena sink his fingers through the silken fur and meet the warm, muscular core with his fingertips, breaking away from his dick and looking over her shoulder to regard Ena with her golden, impassive gaze.

"Well, lookit our human friend gettin' all handsy an' naughty. If'n ya like my tail so much, yer welcome to it; 's th' least I can do given the offerin' yer makin'."

Gods, she really doesn't need to make it all sound so impersonal, does she?

"Don't worry yet lil' head 'bout it none," Yasaka purrs. "It all done feel good, an' that there's what matters, ain't it? If'n ya wanna play with my tails, then feel free to help yerself. Lil' ol' me is here f'r yer pleasure, after all..."

Now that her ministrations have been interrupted, Yasaka evidently decided to move things along to the next stage. Still firmly atop Ena, the shrine Yasakaden lets go of his shaft and crawls forward on her knees, straddling his flared sides and securing herself with her thighs.

Ena can feel the selfsame cold-hot kiss of her other set of lips on the top of his dick, faintly moist and teasing as his shaft throbs urgently against her body. Yasaka reaches down and gives the very tip of his shaft a tweak, thumb and forefinger circling his cumslit and sending jolts of exhilarating sensation down his cumvein and straight into his balls. Satisfied that everything's in order, Yasaka raises herself off Ena, takes a breath, then lowers herself down upon his phallus until Ena're well and truly inside of her.

Bit by bit, Ena slide deeper and deeper inside of Yasaka; the process is an experience in and of itself. The cold heat of foxfire surrounds his member as the shrine Yasakaden takes in his cockmeat with flawless execution; it really does feel like all her skin and flesh is just a shell for the icy-hot thing that lives inside of Yasaka, that is Yasaka. Inch after inch, his hefty member disappears inside of her without so much as a bulge, something that while not wholly out of the realm of possibility still gives one pause considering how Yasaka shows not even the slightest sign of discomfiture. Maybe it's just because of her emotionally muted self... but his gut says that there's more at play here.

Or maybe it's just how hollow she feels on the inside, that even his best efforts can't fill her up... By the time Ena move to grab her ass and guide her down, it's already over, fully impaled upon his prick with her lips kissing his balls.

In any case, Yasaka wiggles her hips again, and clenching his legs for support, tenses up. From his vantage point, Ena see her back and ass pull taut, an act that's mirrored within her; the inner walls of Yasaka's love-tunnel press tightly against his tool with gusto, molding themselves to the shape of his shaft. It's not so much a sucking as it is a tight constriction, resisting movement both in and out — and when such movement does happen, making sure Ena get to feel it good and hard.

Well, nothing for it, then. Gathering one of Yasaka's tails in his hands, Ena start to stroke and pet, pressing down and rubbing his palms about the silken fur and warm core in the same way that her insides are rubbing against his shaft. Yasaka gives a little sigh of — is it pleasure? Relief? Something else? — and starts rocking back and forth atop his hips, her pert butt pressing down on his pregnant belly each time she moves back. The bases of Yasaka's six tails start squirming as she moves in earnest, his bed of fluff shifting and undulating at a growing pace to mirror her rocking. The grey-furred shrine Yasakaden starts with slow movements at first, but rapidly picks up her pace; the vise-like grip that her insides have on his cock means that she's only able to lift herself and slide back a scant few inches with each motion, but what a glorious few inches it is!

It isn't long before Yasaka starts picking up her pace, and she's not even breathing hard. Ena does his best to give back as good as Ena gets — with one of her six tails in his hands, Ena twirls and twine and squeezes and clench, but Ena has no idea if anything Ena is doing has any effect. Clearly Ena just need to put in more effort — gritting his teeth, Ena move his hips up to meet Yasaka, thrusting back against the shrine Yasakaden. She responds by adjusting her motions to match hiss, working her ass and thighs even as she bounces on his dick.

Well then, maybe a more vigorous approach will work — letting go of Yasaka's tail and feeling it tickle his nose as it sweeps away to join the others, Ena swing a hand in from the side and give the shrine Yasakaden a firm swat on the ass, hard enough for the sound to ring out in the little shrine. Ena have to admit that while it's not as expansive as Grayfia, Yasaka's ass still has charms of its own: taut and firm, yet pliable enough to jiggle just a bit from his smack. When Yasaka next rocks forward on his prick for the umpteenth time, Ena slide his hands under those twin globes and cup them in his palms, squeezing and kneading with all his might. Yasaka responds by pushing back and wiggling in his grasp; each time Ena squeeze and spank the grey-furred shrine Yasaka den, the bases of her tails twist and Ena feel her insides tighten about his prick.

With Yasaka's love-tunnel perfectly ingrained into the shape of his tool, each movement is a delight unto itself, refusing to let go even as it's dragged back and forth across his length. Such a perfect fit with her muscles responding to his every touch, even as her face is as bland and impassive when she gazes back at Ena with her golden slitted eyes. If she really can't feel anything of what Ena doing to her, at least her body is doing an amazing job of faking it.

It's... an alien feeling, if nothing else. Yasaka's body is going through all the motions of a vixen caught in the throes of heat, yet her expression is as calm and placid as if she were having a leisurely drink of tea and a smoke. Seeing the shrine Yasaka den like that is downright disquieting, but his thoughts don't get that much further before his dick is caught by another wave of rippling spasms and his thoughts washed away by the pleasure that ensues. Yasaka's inner walls clamp down hard on his prick, choking out his rod as she dutifully wrings Ena of every last drop of cum that's in his balls; his body responds eagerly, and soon Ena letting loose a wad of spunk straight into the golden-furred shrine Yasaka den, no doubt the first of many.

Yasaka cum and cum and cum, until she can give no more; despite her relatively low production when compared to what Ena's clearly used to, the cold empty void that dwells within Yasaka always manages to find more to squeeze out of Ena. By some unholy combination of her stony presence, the mixture of tillitation and terror, the furious rocking of her hips and the tight squeezing of her inner walls, the ever-calm shrine Yasaka den is always able to squeeze just one more spurt of cum out of Ena. Even when Ena sure; completely and absolutely spent, Ena feels that familiar shudder well up in his balls, and then blow off yet again. Over and over and over again, until Ena seeing spots and his head spins from it all...

At long last, though, it's over. his shaft gives a feeble twitch, utterly spent; somewhere in all this, his slit has also been drooling away with unrequited yearning, aching to be filled. Not this time, alas, not this time. Ena can barely feel his tool anymore, so completely and utterly pulverized and wrung it's been by Yasaka's insides; like it or not, that's been one heck of a ride Ena won't be forgetting in a hurry. Yasaka wraps her arms about Ena's waist, not wanting him to leave just yet so both can bask in the afterglow of sex, but she looks back at Ena and shakes her head slowly.

Bam

"She finally passed out? She is tough for a Kitsune." He acknowledges before he was also passed out like Yasaka.

Few hours later

Ena coming out after a cold bath along a towel wrapped around him inquired. "Are you feeling better?" He looked at Yasaka who woke up first.

She responded holding her head as it was hurting. "I think the effects of alcohol are over…."

With a yawn Grayfia muttered. "I thought it would last for more hours?" Tiredness was evident in her voice.

Ena asked in uncertainty. "A-any of you remember anything?" He did something after waking up.

"No…I last drank the alcohol which Ena said not to." Yasaka said as she attempted to recall her memory but failed.

"I can't. I also remember that." Grayfia also responded with a frown on her face.

"Same I sealed off those disgraceful memories," He replied, coldly.

"..."

"Sorry," Both of them apologize, as Ena's stare was enough to make them realize they might have crossed the line.

He calmly stated as he wore the robe back. "Better anyway I am leaving."

Yasaka noticed his ki, and could tell he was furious. "Wait, I wanted to talk for a while." She couldn't bear her sole lover leaving in a bitter mood. Grayfia said silently, waiting for an opportunity.

He agrees immediately. "Fine, but I want some good tea." Tell them his condition as he also had some very crucial information to share.

"That can be arranged," Grayfia said and with Yasaka she went to clean themselves.