Page 52 of Nope, No Regrets
Rei
Ididn’t know Sota as well as the others. Whatever connection my other mother felt with him had failed to come true for me. Sota played video-games with my dad and listened to his marriage woes and so was able to fill me in a little. I learned that he wasn’t feeling neglected while I was getting my whole Kitsune freak biting thing on. My father had him running all over the place, making sure the Aether Circle went down.
If that didn’t mean my father thought of him as a son, I didn’t know what that meant. Sota was more than an advisor. Most people didn’t play video games and give relationship advice to their subordinates. Shit, if that kind of job actually existed, I might not have resorted to crime! That was a big ass lie though, I’d get super weirded out if my boss thought I wanted to listen to that and would have pretty quickly resorted to something more exciting that landed me in jail.
Still, if I had gone to my parents, pointed that out, and asked them to nullify the engagement, I knew they’d say yes. I understood why they had done it now. I knew Sota wouldn’t have fought it, or tried to make things weird when we saw each other around.
I didn’t want to do that. I couldn’t tell you what Sota’s favorite food or color was, but I knew he wasmine.My fox chose him. It wasn’t just that he had rescued me from solitary and made sure I could bring my friends. Everyone my fox had chosen brought something different to the table.
IneededSota in my life. Hauser taught me to be self-reliant, and I’d managed that so far in my life without needing someone to take care of me. Somehow, recently Sota had been doing that without being intrusive. It was fucking lovely. I could see him as my rock. I may not like it yet, but eventually, I’d be taking over for my father. I’d need people close to me that I trusted.
If Ihadto rule, I wanted to do it next to someone I loved, like my father did. I could see myself loving Sota. He was damn near perfect. He was like this demon fairytale prince, that somehow knew the right thing to do and the right thing to say in any situation.
He also knew how to kiss, and I was so going to bite him.
Sota also hadmuchbetter manners than any of us jailbirds. I could clean up and use the right fork when needed, but I was pretty rude when I was around my friends. Sota was the embodiment of decorum, shit, he even remained polite and didn’t pull a face when Wren stabbed her sashimi like a savage!
But, as soon as we stepped into my bedroom, I saw a totally different side to Sota. He wasn’t even remotely a gentleman when he kissed me and tore my shirt off. Sota deftly handled the clasp on my bra with two fingers and in under a second, and had my pants off with one hand. Then he stopped, stepped back, and let out this little growl. His eyes flashed gold and slowly drank me in, from head to toe.
“Show me the fox. I want to pet your tails.”
I popped my ears and tails out and let out a little rumble in my chest. I didn’t expect Sota to be a monk while I was in an entirely different realm. I didn’t know about him, but I would undoubtedly be off getting laid. He probably knew more things about turning on a Kitsune than I did, and I was one! But I swear to fuck, if he touched another Kitsune’s tail after I bit him, I might find out where the torture dungeon was in this palace. Was that acceptable here? Sota said they didn’t torture people for a bit of stealing, but I had strong opinions about torturing cheaters.
I didn’t have time to ask. Sota grabbed my tails, whirled me around, and yanked me to his chest. His talons gripped my shoulder as he nibbled on my neck. I apparently wasn’t the only one who could half shift. Sota’s talon was digging into my shoulder, and his other hand was stroking my tails. Holy shit! I could get used to this.
“Did you know the quickest way to subdue a Kitsune in bed is to pet their tails?”
I was about to melt into a gigantic pile of foxy goo on the floor, but Sota was holding me up. My thighs were shaking even harder than every time I’d foxed my way through infrared sensors.
“I can see the logic behind that,” I gasped.
Sota’s hand crept up and massaged this spot right at the base of my tails. Pleasure shot through me so damn hard, my knees buckled. He scooped me up and carried me to bed. This was a totally different power dynamic, but I was here for it.
Dakarys and Rajack had used their physical strength to hold me down. I could have used my magic against them, I wasn’t totally helpless. I straight up spent the night wrestling with Faust and Wren. I knew Sota wouldn’t hurt me. He’d never do that. Sota would never even go so far as to hurt my feelings if he could help it.
But out of everyone my fox had chosen, Sota knew every single weakness a Kitsune could have, and that was oddly exciting.
After setting me on the bed gently, he draped himself on top of me. He ran his finger along the rim of my fox ears, and my entire body broke out in goosebumps.
“Kitsune ears aren’t as sensitive as tails, but I’m told it still feels good to touch them.”
“It does. What did you do to me when I totally lost the ability to stand just now?”
Sota started nipping and kissing my collarbone.
“There’s a certain kind of magic that comes with being able to half shift like that, and Kitsunes aren’t the only demons with that ability. There’s a cluster of magic where your human body and the demon have joined when you are half shifted like that. If someone touches it, it’s like getting a shot of pure magic. I think every realm we know about has tried to figure out a way to replicate that feeling.”
“I can see why. Do it again. Can I do it to you?”
Sota let out a chuckle and kissed his way down to my breasts.
“I’m a Tengu, Rei. It’s different. I don’t sprout ears and tails like you. Most Tengus only do that if they need to kill someone, not for bedroom play.”
“B-b-but you’re so pretty!” I whined.
Sota bit my nipple, and I arched my back in pleasure.
“Only when I’m fully shifted. No one in Hell asks Tengus to half shift for porn like they do Kitsunes.”
