Jin waited patiently for Nanashi to open her hotel room door. When she did, he softly said "hi," to her. Her eyes were bright and her face had a pink tinge to it. Maybe this time she would finally sleep with him. The tournament was almost over. He wanted to sleep with her just once, and then, if their chemistry in bed was good enough, then ask her to be his mate. It sounds like a risky idea if he just asked her to be his mate directly, only to find out they had no physical chemistry. A mate that was a disconnected lover would be so too difficult. He had to sleep with her today because there was no time left if she turned him down after this. Both of them would have to go back to their own separate worlds if they were not mates. His infatuation had only increased since they had had time alone together.
Silently, she pulled him into the room by the hand, shut the door, and tugged him wordlessly over to the bed. She laid herself down on her back on the bed. She was eager and ready to go. Maybe now she would want to sleep with him. Please let her do so.
He kissed her all over, rapidly, trying to turn her on quickly so to make her want to sleep with him. He had to remind himself not to bite her neck as she did not like that. It would make mate claiming hard, but that whole process was hard. Right now he just wanted simply to have sex with her. She was not a virgin, she had to know what to expect, how it would feel, what would happen. He might not have been the human she first slept with, but he was in love with her; that would have to count for something.
Maybe she did not know as much as he thought. Her hands with roaming over his sides and chest. He was not sure what she was trying to do, beyond touch him. If he had touched her the way she was touching him, he doubted she would be aroused. Luckily, her touching him was not dissuading his own arousal. He would be ready once he had her ready. One day, he could teach her how to touch him the way he liked it. For now, he focused on doing what she liked.
As for doing what she liked, he straightened his back and unhesitatingly pulled her shirt up and over her head and shoulders. Once her shirt was removed, he watched as she propped herself up on her elbows, heaving her chest up for him to get a better look at. Her lacy, purple bra cupped her smallish, but perfect breast... perfectly. He removed her bra, freeing her breasts. He gave her a smile and then licked his lips; making her blush. First he kissed the top one of her breast, then cupped it, and finally teased the center with his tongue. Her breathing became heavier as he strove to turn her on more. He smiled to himself, remembering how shy she had been the first time he saw her topless, covering herself up meekly. He had to carefully and cautiously let him admire and touch her. And now she exposed herself to him openly and willingly.
"Like that?" he asked after he thoroughly teased her first breast.
She made no response, but looked up at him longingly. She was turned on. It was working. He went to her other breast, cupped it, and teased the center with his tongue. If and when he ever mate claimed her, he would not bite her here. It would be too sensitive; would hurt her too much.
Once he had her panting continuously and aroused, he brought his mouth back to hers, kissing her deeply. Her lips were so sweet, so soft, so yielding. Every time one of them broke a kiss, it hurt him a little. He could hardly imagine how sleeping with her would feel. How he hoped today was finally that day.
He slid his hands around her waist, rolling the two of them over so she would be on top of him. Oh, how good would it feel if they slept together with her like that. He caressed her sides, planning to cautiously move them down to her hips, then her ass, and finally the front of her thighs. From there, he could...
He thoughts stopped abruptly as he felt her tense up and move away from his center. She had brushed against his cock and had been spooked. If he did not act fast, this session would be over and he would never get a chance to sleep with her.
He threw caution to the wind, blurting out "I want you." He held his breath as she tensed up even more. 'Please say yes,' he thought to her silently. 'Please. I love you.'
She face went from frightened to guilty as she breathed out a mousy "no."
She looked so sad, so guilty. Was she thinking about her old human lover? Did she miss him? Did she want him back? But he had seduced her on a bet... Did not mean she had no feelings for him though... Did she love him?
He took a risk, stroking the tops of her thighs, hoping it would remind her how aroused he made her. If they did not sleep together now, they would not get another chance. "Please. I'm not him." 'And I love you,' was on the tip on his tongue, but he bit it back; knowing that would easily scare her at best, and would only sound like an insincere ploy to sleep with her at the worst.
Her face told him it was over before her hands removed his from her thighs. He wanted to kick himself for letting his cock brush by her. She was practically eating out his hand, figuratively speaking. He felt like he was so close to having sex with her; only to ruin it because he had not kept himself off of her.
What was worse, she looked like she had been caught in the wrong. She took a sharp inhale of breath. She would not look at him as she got off of him and sat on the edge of the bed; back to him. Her hands were up by her mouth. She had told him no, and now she felt awful for it; but he did not want her to feel that way. She should not feel that way. It was his fault for scaring her and then reminding her of her former lover.
Mindful that she was already upset, he sat up behind her and moved towards her. He moved her face in line with his and barely kissed her on her lips, as a way to wordlessly say he was not mad at her. He picked up her shirt and bra and sat them in her lap; non-verbally telling her their alone time was over.
But he did not want it to be over. If he was not her mate, then he would have to go back to the Demon World after the tournament. He could not follow her to the Human World. He was neither good enough or bad enough to be moved there. He longed for another kiss; placing it on her shoulder. "We can't do this anymore," he said, confessing "I can't see you anyway once you go back to the Human World. I wanted you once," well, twice, "just once before that beautiful." He complimented her looks, knowing humans liked that. A demoness would rather be told she was strong, but he felt like she would not understand that compliment.
"Then we shouldn't," she told him, breaking his heart. She did not want him like he wanted her after all. "I don't know what I want," she said in a thick voice. Her response confirmed his thoughts. One day, when she had moved on from her former human lover, she might try and find him. And he would be waiting, he promised her silently. She mumbled something else, making his heart skip a beat. What did she say.
"What did you say?" he rushed out, hoping it was something he wanted to hear.
"I'm sorry," she said, her voice cracking.
She was sorry for telling him no. She should not be. All he had to do was be cautious with her, and he ended up spooking her, reminding her of her former lover, and lastly, making her feel guilty for turning him down.
He gave up completely then, figuring his presence would only upset her more if he stayed. He got off the bed, moving so he would still be behind her back. He fixed his tangled sash on his chest. He walked slowly to the door, hoping it would give her another chance to change her mind and call him back. She said nothing. A tense silence hung in the air. He had lost his chance to be with her now, but he might still have a chance in the future. "Goodbye beautiful. If you ever change your mind, come and find me."
She made no response to him as he opened the door and left. He closed the door softly and leaned his back on it. Maybe if he stayed there long enough, she would come running after him. He heard no noise, no voice, no footsteps, nothing from behind the door. She would not be coming after him after all. So close, yet so far.
He pushed himself off of the door, and turned to the left, walking away from her door. That was when he saw her team mate, the short fire demon who caught them together the first time he had kissed her. Hiei was the demon's name, Jin recalled. He did not look the least bit happy to see him. Recalling the damage he had done the last time, Jin knew he would have to be even more cautious with him than he had been with Nanashi. Nanashi... Her name in his mind brought back the memory of Hiei had yelled at her when he caught them together. She had said it was nothing when he asked her about it. He kept the injury he suffered from her, lest she become even more frightened of her team mate. That Hiei was just being protective for her cousin's sake. But he had still shouted at her.
Jin stood his ground, facing Hiei head on. He would not yell at her this time. Hiei glanced at the door and visibly bristled. He looked Jin up and down. Jin shook his head, hoping to ease the tension in the hallway. It did not work.