Weakness

Wrapped in a sheet, I walked into the bathroom and slammed the door. When Ender gently opened the door I slammed a few seconds ago, I turned my back to him to hide my grin. My effort to turn my back was wasted when I met his face in the bathroom mirror.

Replacing my grin with a frown, I looked at him in the mirror. He seemed to be hesitant about going into the bathroom or not. He stopped at the doorway, thanks to my uninviting facial expression.

''Please, tell me you're not mad about such a silly thing,'' Ender said, standing at the doorway.

Crossing my arms under my breasts, I appreciate the look of plump curves becoming distinct under the thin sheet, ''It can be silly for you. However, leaving me in the dark and telling nothing while involving me in a potentially dangerous event, darling, is something pretty important for me.''

Leaning against the door sill, he made a gesture to put his hand in his trousers pocket, but his movement was interrupted because he was not wearing trousers. Actually, he was wearing nothing but underwear.

''You know I can't tell you everything. That's the main rule.''

I kept my sullen expression, ignoring the potential pleasures offered by the naked and, to be fairly, finely built body. ''Liar. You don't care about the rules. You just don't trust me enough.''

The silence grew longer and longer. He didn't deny what I said, broke my heart a little by even not trying to deny it. Just a little bit. I looked at the shower cabin, the bathtub, and then again at the shower cabin.

The frosted glass was made to hide the details of the person in the shower but to reveal their figure. Letting the bed sheet fall, I headed for the shower, knowing and feeling the eyes full with lust on me.

I turned on the water and foamed the shower gel in my hand, then run my foam-covered hands around my neck and breasts. I was satisfied and full until a moment ago, now I was aroused.

While it should have been an innocent touch, my fingers left a warmth at places they met my skin that accelerated my breathing and heart rate. I had never been more aware of anything around me before. I felt the weight of a drop of water running down my neck to my nipple and then dripping onto the floor.

Not just a drop of water, but all of them. The water touching my skin, the air, the cold marble under my bare feet.

''Why are you surprised? Succubus' have a stronger sense of touch than humans,'' The fox said in my mind. What good will this do, I vaguely thought, but my main attention was on what I was feeling.

A liquid that too slippery to be water and too hot to be foam between my legs was preparing my pussy for something that causes my womb to strain. As I caressed my belly button and put my hands to my hips, I heard the words I was waiting for.

''Is the offer to join you in the bathroom still valid?'' His hoarse voice, which sounded like a lump in his throat preventing him from speaking, gave me goosebumps and stroked my insides.

''I don't play naked with men who don't trust me.'' My voice was weaker than I supposed to. It was almost a moan.

''Invite me inside. We can discuss this later.''

I let out a trembling breath. Did I believe he would tell me whatever I asked after I invite him in? No. Did I want him to come in, caress my delicate parts aching and begging for a touch, and then his manhood that erected because of me penetrate me? Yes.

''Come in,'' I said.

Without any further encouragement, Ender headed me. I felt the airflow moving through the bathroom, but not hearing the footsteps. Sensing someone you can't hear and can't see wasn't a bad thing, but the real question was, was it necessary to be naked?

I knew Ender would put his hands there a second before I felt them on my waist. ''So soft,'' I heard him murmur a little above my head. Since the heels were gone, my height was only up to his chin.

Although I couldn't see him, I was fully aware of his presence behind me. His skin did not touch my skin, but the heat of his body filled the few inches in between. Not being able to stop me from shaking when his breath stroked my neck, I took a step back and leaned my back on him.

He had to bend down to kiss my neck as he lowered one hand down from my waist to my hips and brought the other hand up to my ribs, then to my breasts. Feeling the pinching my nipple, I made a complaining groan failing to form the words I meant.

When two fingers entered my wet hole without warning, groaning turned into a moan. The senses I experienced were too intense to compare with the ones I experienced when I was a human. The pleasure I got from the fingers that went in and out was making me confused and preventing me from thinking.

''Oh, I may have forgotten to warn. Demons' greatest powers are also their greatest weakness.'' I heard the fox, but I couldn't understand what it meant. It was like my brain would evaporate from the heat I was feeling.