It felt odd for Hikari to be in her own room again after months of sharing an oversized room with Takashi in the king's castle. Her bed was a bit small for them to share for starters, but they made due. He would have it all to himself the next day for a few weeks, if not longer at least.

They were making ready for bed after a long day of preparations for the demons to head out in the morning. They had finished showering together and then some in her old bathroom. "Please don't go without me," Takashi pouted openly around her now that they were leaving the bathroom. He rubbed a towel through his wet hair.

"It's a problem in my territory. That's not how it works," she sighed. She toweled her body off.

"But it's my country," he griped, running his hair brush through his tangled knots.

"You'll freeze up there and I want Maeshu out of power, now," Hikari answered back. She hung her towel and went into the bedroom.

He followed after her, coming up behind her to wrap his arms around her. "What if I don't let you go?" he threatened like a paper tiger. On the annoying part, she could tell he was excited yet again. Voracious.

She scoffed, twisting around in his arms to face him. She looked him dead in the eye. "You may be my husband and my prince, but you'll not command me like that," she warned. She slipped away from him, backing towards the bed, but the look in her eye showed him it was not in retreat. She went around him to her pack, digging out a pair of pajamas to put on even though she was certain she would not get a chance to wear any tonight.

He was behind her once more. Instead of wrapping his arms around her, he ghosted his finger tips up and down her spine, making her shiver. She was not ready to give in quite yet. "Others can go in your place," he pointed out. "Maybe afterwards..." he implied.

She side stepped away from him, liking him pursuing her. "No one else fights my battles," she told him firmly. "Maeshu will be my battle. I'll put that bitch in the ground," she said firmly. She went over to the bed, sitting the pajamas down on it.

He was next to her side. "I have doubt you could do that, but I thought we wanted a child sooner rather than later," he whined.

She leaned her head back, half feigning exasperation. "You're young, even for an elf. I'm young enough yet. Almost the same age biologically minus how ridiculously slow elves like you grow up. There's plenty of time for that later."

"But what if you die?" he pouted. His hand roamed over the front of her hips.

She gave her an irked side glance. "You really think that'll happen?" She looked up at him, narrowing her eyes.

"No, I didn't mean that, my angel," he breathed out his pet name for her. He rested his hand against the outside of her hip, pulling her around to face him. He bent down to kiss her.

She pulled away from him, liking to see how it irked him. "Then I can go," she said with a small smile.

He hummed a whine under his breath. He would not voice it, but she could tell from his demeanor he had finally given in. "Don't be so bull headed," she told him flatly. "Vain boy," she teased, moving her hand back over to pick up her pajamas.

He was on her, having been frustrated enough. He turned her to face him, pulling him against his chest. She arched her back up to meet him as he hunched his back down to her. He pushed her over to the bed, laying her down on top of her. She gasped as he slipped inside of her in a rush, going for it for the third time this evening without any touch or warning. Once on the bed. Once in the shower. Once more on the bed then.

"I wish you wouldn't go," he panted against her neck. He licked her neck, tracing his way up to her ear, kissing and licking her there.

She gave him no answer, panting beneath him, feeling overwhelmed by him. "I have to," she whispered, turning her neck away from his mouth.

She felt herself starting to tremble, but could tell he was closer than she was. She snuck her hand down between the two of them, teasing her clit, doubling her pleasure in an instant. He moaned when she did that, pulling his hips up enough to be less in her way. She came from them both, feeling him follow her not long after.

"Great Mother, you're perfect," he panted in her ear when both of them had come down. "My angel."

"I'm still leaving tomorrow morning," she warned him.