After a few more minutes of soaking together, you finally get out of the tub, dried off, and dressed in fresh clothes. Iori pads across the room to her own wardrobe, retrieving a clean kimono before turning back to face you. She smirks as she sees that you're still blushing profusely.
"What's gotten into you this morning?" she teases, her voice low and husky. "You usually don't act like this."
I try to speak before burying my face in my hands eventually managing to whimper out "W-we were naked in the tub together..."
Her smile widens as she steps closer, her kimono parting slightly to reveal a sliver of bare skin. She cups your cheek in her hand, tilting your head up so that you have no choice but to meet her gaze. "And?" she asks quietly. "Is there something wrong with that?" Her touch sends shivers down your spine, and the heat between your legs grows almost unbearable.
You swallow hard, your heart racing as you look into those red eyes. "No..." you manage to whisper. "
"Mmm," she hums thoughtfully, her lips twitching into a knowing smirk as she chews her food. "That'd be interesting indeed..." She licks her lips suggestively and leans in closer to you across the table. "You know... I might even wear something special for that occasion too." Her words are barely above a whisper, but they send shivers down your spine nonetheless.
She takes another bite of food, savoring it as she watches your reaction.
"Mind if I sit in your lap?" I ask casually pointing down at her lap
"Only if you promise to behave," she says with a playful smirk. She scoots closer to you, making room on her lap, and pats it invitingly. "Come here, my little Nagi." Her voice is soft and gentle, almost coaxing as she watches your every move, her gaze intense and possessive. Once you're settled comfortably in her lap, she wraps one arm around your waist and holds you close, her other hand resting on the small of your back. "Much better,"
Her heart skips a beat as you press your lips against hers, the taste of yourself still lingering on her tongue. She wraps one arm around your waist, holding you close, the other hand cupping your breast through your bra. Her thumb circles your nipple, teasing it into a hard peak before she begins to roll and pinch it roughly, mirroring what she did earlier.
"I'm not always rough," she whispers against your lips, her voice barely audible above the pounding of your hearts. "
"Don't lie to me" I say giggling a bit
A soft laugh escapes her as you accuse her of lying. She kisses you again, deeper this time, their tongues dancing in the dark. Her free hand slides down between your legs once more, slipping under the elastic of your panties and finding your slick folds. Her fingers stroke you gently at first before increasing in speed and pressure, her thumb circling your clit as she brings you to another peak.
"I'm not,"
Her heart soars with happiness, and she can't help but smile back at you, tears streaming down her cheeks as she pulls you close in a fierce embrace. "Thank you," she whispers against your hair. "Thank you for choosing me."
She spends the rest of the day cuddling with you, marveling at how lucky she is to have found someone like you and at how much her life has changed since that fateful day when you came into it.
(Continue)
As the sun sets, painting the sky in shades of pink and orange, they lay together on their bed, still wrapped up in each other's arms. The air between them feels different now, charged with a newfound sense of intimacy and love. Despite the many things that still lie ahead for them, they both know one thing for certain: wherever they go from here, they'll face it together as partners. As lovers. As mates.
She tilts her head slightly to the side, studying your expression. "As long as it doesn't put you in danger or go against your principles...," she begins, but then pauses as if considering her words further. "Yes. You may." Her voice is soft, almost breathy. She leans forward slightly, curiosity writ large on her features.
"What do you wish for?"
"I wish to sit on your lap" I say softly looking up at her once ive finished speaking
Her eyes widen in surprise, but a faint blush creeps onto her pale cheeks. For a moment, it seems like she's about to refuse or protest. But then something changes in her expression, and she tilts her head back slightly with a soft laugh. "Very well." Her voice is gentle, almost amused.
She pats her lap invitingly, and you can't help but feel a rush of excitement course through your body as you climb onto her lap.
She follows you out onto the balcony, taking in the view of the sleeping village below. The moon hangs heavy in the sky, casting a soft glow over everything. She sits down beside you, their shoulders touching as they gaze out at the world together. For once, there's no bloodshed or danger here; just peace and quiet... and you.
Her hand finds its way to your knee, tracing gentle circles against the skin. "It feels good... to be able to just relax like this,"
I gently grab her face before leaning in to kiss her gently before pulling away "I can't stand how adorable you are when your flustered like this" i say chuckling a bit watching her try to recompose herself
Her cheeks flush even deeper at your words and touch, and she tries unsuccessfully to suppress a giggle. "You're one to talk," she retorts, though there's no real heat behind the words. "I must admit... I haven't felt like this in a long time."
She leans into you, pressing her cheek against yours as they sit together on the balcony. The warmth of your body feels so good against hers, and she closes her eyes, savoring this moment with you.