Exiled Prince and His Succubus Army-Chapter 27: Aya’s Ideal time (18+)

As Rei and Kaede headed to the kitchen, Renji didn’t hesitate. He took Aya’s arm gently but firmly, his fingers warm around her wrist, sending a subtle spark through her. She looked up at him, her eyes widening a bit in surprise, but she didn’t pull back. The shrine’s hallways were narrow and softly lit by the fading afternoon light, shadows playing on the wooden walls as he guided her to the bedroom.

As they walked, Renji’s voice dropped to a low whisper, thick with the desire he’d been holding back. "You know, Aya, I’ve been fighting this urge the whole time we were in the forest," he admitted, his thumb brushing light circles on her hand.

Aya let out a soft giggle, the sound bright and easy, cutting through the moment like a breath of fresh air. It came from genuine amusement, lightening the air as she tilted her head, her hair shifting over her shoulder. "What kind of man gets turned on while fighting beasts?" she asked teasingly, her voice playful with a hint of curiosity.

The forest had been intense, echoing snarls, dirt flying, her focus locked on using her powers. It struck her as funny that anyone could think about that stuff in the middle of all the danger, but there was a little flutter in her chest from his touch and the look in his eyes.

Renji paused just outside the bedroom door, turning to face her, his other hand coming up to tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear. He was trying to act serious, but that familiar smirk played at his lips. "A man who’s right next to the beautiful Aya," he replied smoothly, his eyes taking in her features—the sparkle in her eyes, the curve of her smile, how her outfit hugged her after the day’s action.

Aya’s cheeks turned a warm pink, the blush spreading quickly. She looked away for a second, suddenly a bit shy. "You’re just buttering me up," she said with a quiet giggle, fiddling with her sleeve, though she couldn’t hide how much she liked it.

In one quick move, Renji spun toward her fully, his hands sliding to her waist. Before she knew it, he grabbed her and lifted her right off the ground with surprising ease, his strength making it feel effortless. Aya yelped in shock, a short, surprised sound that bounced down the hall, her hands grabbing his shoulders for support.

Her legs kicked a little as she hung there, laughing now. "My lord!" she said, half-protesting, her heart pounding from the sudden thrill.

He kept her up, their faces close, and leaned in. "I’m very honest," he said with pretend seriousness, his eyes twinkling. "The second most honest man in the world."

Without missing a beat, Renji leaned in and kissed her, his lips meeting hers in a rush of built-up passion. The kiss deepened quickly, full of heat as their mouths moved together, tongues exploring in a way that left them both a little breathless.

Aya wrapped her arms around his neck, giving in to it, tasting the faint salt from the hunt on him, feeling the warmth of his body close. After a moment that stretched on, he carried her into the room, nudging the door shut with his foot. He set her down gently on the bed, the futon giving softly under her.

Renji knelt over her, his knees on either side of her hips, creating this close, intense space. His fingers started tracing lightly over her clothed boobs, feeling the soft shape through her top, noticing how her nipples perked up. "Have you been longing for me too, Aya?" he asked, his voice low and teasing, watching her face for her real answer.

Aya paused, her breath hitching as his fingers kept moving. She nibbled her lip, glancing aside before looking back at him. Honestly, and with a touch of hesitation, she said, "I... I was too focused on the fight. Stuff like that didn’t really cross my mind." It was true, her head had been all about the adrenaline, aiming her powers right, staying safe in the thick of it. Romance hadn’t popped up during the beast attacks.

Renji’s eyes went wide in fake horror, and he grabbed at his chest like he’d been hit hard. "Ow, that hurts!" he said dramatically, pulling a pained face. "So my attraction’s one-sided? I’m out there slaying wolves, thinking of you, and you’re all about the battle?" He leaned back a bit on his knees, keeping it light and fun, turning her words into part of the tease.

Aya’s eyes got big, and she propped herself up, reaching for his arms in protest. "No, that’s not it! I am attracted to you," she said quickly, her blush deepening. "That moment just wasn’t ideal, with the beasts and everything. It wasn’t the right time for... this." She waved a hand between them.

Renji’s fake hurt melted into a teasing grin, his eyes lighting up as he leaned over her again, keeping her gently in place. "Oh yeah? So what moment is ideal?" he asked, his tone low and full of suggestion.

As he said it, his hand moved down, his finger rubbing slowly over her clothed entrance, pressing just right through her pants. It hit her like a spark, making Aya gasp out loud, her body arching a little without thinking, her face flushing hot.

The words stuck in her throat, her thoughts scrambling from the sudden pleasure. "I... I don’t know," she stammered, her voice shaky and soft, her eyes half-closing as his finger kept up the motion. The room felt warmer, the air heavier, and Aya’s mind went fuzzy, too caught up in the now to think of any "ideal" time.

Renji’s eyes sparkled with that teasing glint as he hovered over her on the bed, his body casting a warm shadow in the dimly lit bedroom. "Is that true?" he asked, his voice low and playful, referring to her stammered admission that she didn’t know what an "ideal" moment was.

Aya lay there beneath him, her breath coming in short bursts, her body already responding to his earlier touches. She nodded faintly, but words failed her again, lost in the haze of sensation.

Without breaking eye contact, Renji’s hands moved to the hem of her gown, his fingers brushing against the fabric with deliberate slowness.