The Shapeshifter’s Desires

It had been a week since Marin and I shared that heated moment in the garden. A week since I turned the tables on her, and even though she'd pretended to be fine afterward, I knew she was just biding her time. She had something planned, I could feel it. But today wasn't about that. It was about the family, and it was also about breakfast at Esdeath's house.

Esdeath and Scathach lived separately, each with their own rules and routines. But today, it was Esdeath's house where we gathered. The kitchen was warm, the air thick with the smell of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling bacon. My mother stood at the stove, ever the commanding presence in the kitchen, effortlessly balancing her role as the disciplined matriarch of our family.

Yor sat next to me at the table, her usual softness replaced with her overprotective energy, eyes scanning the room to make sure everything was in order. Kaguya was poking at her food, not quite looking at anyone but aware of every conversation happening around her. And then there was Marin, sitting across from me with that same playful smile. She was full of energy, the picture of casual confidence, but there was something different about her today. I could feel her energy shifting in the subtle way she looked at me like a predator sizing up its prey.

"Renji," Esdeath's voice cut through the morning noise as she sat down next to me, her presence commanding attention. "Make sure you're eating enough. I expect you to stay sharp."

I nodded, spooning some eggs onto my plate, trying to ignore the familiar weight of her expectations. Her gaze softened just slightly, but I could still feel the weight of it.

"Mom," Kaguya said, barely lifting her head. "You always say that. We all eat fine."

Esdeath chuckled, her tone a bit sharper than usual. "Well, your brother is still growing. He needs all the nourishment he can get."

And then, I felt it.

A light, subtle brush against my ankle from beneath the table. I knew instantly it was Marin, her foot slowly creeping over to mine. I glanced at her from the corner of my eye. She was focused on her food, but the slight tilt of her lips told me everything I needed to know.

She was playing again.

Marin's foot brushed against mine again, just a little more insistent this time. I didn't react immediately, knowing that any response would only feed into her game. But as she gently pressed her foot harder against mine, I knew things were about to get interesting.

I could feel her foot move slightly, tracing the outline of my foot under the table, the gentle pressure sending small jolts of tension up my leg. It was like a silent challenge, and I couldn't let her win again.

With a casual air, I nudged my foot back toward hers, deliberately pressing harder. Her foot faltered for just a second before pushing back, almost like she hadn't expected me to match her move. But she didn't back down. Instead, she slid her foot upward, brushing it against my calf as she tried to reassert control.

I kept my face neutral, my eyes casually drifting between my family members, pretending I wasn't aware of the little game happening under the table. My heart was beating faster now, but I kept my cool. I wasn't going to let her have the upper hand this time.

"Marin," I said, finally breaking the silence between us, my voice just low enough for her to hear. "You never stop, do you?"

Her foot froze for a second, then continued its movements as if to say she wasn't giving up so easily. She looked up at me from across the table, a sly grin spreading across her face. "What can I say?" she replied, her voice sweet but laced with mischief. "I just like playing with you."

I gave her a teasing look, making sure she knew I wasn't going to let her get away with this. "Is that so? Because I think you're getting a little too comfortable."

Esdeath suddenly turned her head, narrowing her eyes slightly. "Renji," she said in a casual but sharp tone, "is something wrong? You're quiet today."

I quickly looked up at her, masking my inner turmoil with a small smile. "No, just thinking about school," I lied smoothly.

But in that brief moment, as the family around us continued their breakfast routine, I felt Marin's foot inching higher up my leg, brushing against my inner thigh. I sucked in a breath, trying to keep my composure. She was relentless, but I wasn't about to back down.

Marin's foot paused just shy of the hem of my pants, waiting for my response.

"Careful," I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper. "You're going too far."

She raised an eyebrow but didn't pull back. "Am I?" Marin teased, her voice breathless but playful. "Maybe I'm just getting started."

I gritted my teeth, my body tensing as her foot pressed against my growing arousal. I knew I should stop this, but the feeling of her touch was too exhilarating. 

Marin's foot began to move again, this time deliberately tracing the outline of my hardening length through my pants. I let out a quiet groan, my hands gripping the edge of the table tightly.

Marin's foot pressed harder against my groin, her toes curling around my length. I bit back a moan, my face flushing with heat. 

"Marin, stop." I hissed under my breath, my voice strained, but Marin didn't stop. Instead, she leaned forward, her eyes locked onto mine.

"Why should I?" she whispered, her voice dripping with challenge. "It seems like you're enjoying this just as much as I am."

I could feel my body responding eagerly to her touch. Marin's foot began to move in slow, deliberate circles, applying pressure in all the right places. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, trying to alleviate some of the building tension.

"Renji?" Marin prompted, her brow arching expectantly. "Aren't you going to do something about it?"

Her words hung in the air, daring me to make a move. I felt Marin's foot pressing harder against my groin, her toes curling around my hardening length. A shudder ran through my body, and I clenched my jaw, trying to maintain my composure.

"Marin," I whispered urgently, my eyes darting around the table to ensure no one was paying attention to us. "Stop. Now."

But Marin just smirked, her foot continuing its torturous caress.

"Why should I?" she murmured, leaning in closer. "It's clear you're enjoying this just as much as I am. Look at how hard you're getting."

I shifted in my seat, trying to discreetly adjust myself. Marin's words sent a jolt of arousal through me, and I felt my control slipping. Without thinking, I reached under the table and grabbed her ankle, pulling her foot closer to my throbbing erection.

Marin gasped softly, her eyes widening in surprise."Renji,"

I pulled Marin's foot firmly against my erection, grinding against her in a slow, deliberate motion. Her gasp turned into a soft moan, and I could see her pupils dilating with desire.

"Shh," I whispered, my voice low and commanding."Don't make a sound."

Marin bit her lip, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tried to control her breathing. I continued to grind against her foot, the friction sending waves of pleasure through my body. I knew I was playing a dangerous game, but the thrill of it was intoxicating.

Suddenly, Marin's foot slipped, and she accidentally kicked the table leg. The sudden movement caused the dishes to rattle, drawing the attention of our family members.

"Renji, Marin, what's going on?" Esdeath asked, her sharp gaze flicking between us. I quickly released Marin's foot and sat back in my chair, trying to act casual. 

"Nothing, Mom,"

Esdeath's gaze lingered on us for a moment longer before she turned her attention back to her breakfast. I exhaled quietly, relieved that she hadn't sensed the tension between Marin and me. The rest of the meal passed in relative silence, with Marin and I exchanging heated glances from across the table.

As we finished eating, Marin stood up abruptly. "I'm going to head to school," she announced, grabbing her bag. "Renji, walk with me?" I nodded, standing up as well. 

We said our goodbyes to our family and exited the house, stepping out into the crisp morning air. As we began our walk to school, Marin moved closer to me, her arm brushing against mine. I felt a jolt of electricity at the contact, my body still humming with unfulfilled desire from our breakfast encounter. Marin glanced up at me, a mischievous glint in her eye. 

"So, Renji," Marin whispered, leaning in close. "You seemed a bit... distracted during breakfast."

Her breath tickled my ear, sending shivers down my spine. I tried to maintain my composure, but it was becoming increasingly difficult with Marin pressed so close to me. As if to emphasize her point, Marin's hip brushed against mine as we walked, her hand lightly resting on my arm. I felt the heat of her touch through my shirt, and I struggled to focus on the conversation.

"Not distracted," I replied, my voice strained. "Just... thinking." Marin laughed softly, the sound sending vibrations through my body. 

"Thinking about what?" she prompted, her fingers tracing small circles on my arm. I swallowed hard, my mind racing with inappropriate thoughts.

I tried to pull away slightly, but Marin matched my pace, her body molding against mine. She looked up at me, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Come on, Renji," she teased. "Don't tell me you're blushing," 

"What could possibly be making you so... flushed?" Marin whispered, her lips brushing against my ear. Her hand slid down my arm, her fingers intertwining with mine. I felt my heart racing, my body responding to her touch despite my best efforts to maintain control.

Marin's foot brushed against mine as we walked, and I stumbled slightly. She tightened her grip on my hand, steadying me.

"Careful," she murmured, her voice dripping with faux concern. "Wouldn't want you to fall... or lose your balance."

Her eyes flicked down to my pants, a knowing smirk playing on her lips. I gritted my teeth, my arousal becoming increasingly difficult to hide. Marin was pushing me to my limits, and I knew I needed to regain control of the situation before things escalated further. But with her body pressed against mine and her teasing words in my ear, it was becoming harder and harder to think straight.

Marin's teasing grew more intense as we continued our walk. Her whispers turned into taunts, her voice dripping with amusement.

"Can't keep your cool, can you, Renji?" she murmured, her breath hot against my neck. "I love seeing you squirm like this."

She tightened her grip on my hand, her nails digging into my skin slightly. 

"You know, I think you like being the passive one," Marin continued, a smirk in her voice."Maybe that's why you're letting me do all the work."

I felt my frustration growing, Marin's words and touches pushing me to the brink. I tried to ignore her, focusing on the path ahead, but it was becoming increasingly difficult.

"Shut up, Marin," I growled under my breath, my voice strained. But Marin just laughed, the sound sending shivers down my spine.

"Make me," she challenged, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Or are you too afraid to take control?"

As we approached the school gates, Marin suddenly stopped, pulling me to a halt beside her. She turned to face me, her eyes locked onto mine with an intense gaze. I could feel the heat radiating off her body, and my heart raced in anticipation.

"I think you owe me a kiss," Marin whispered, her voice low and husky."Or something more. What do you think, Renji?"

She leaned in closer, her breath hot against my neck. I swallowed hard, my mind reeling with the implications of her words. Marin's challenge hung in the air, daring me to either comply or push back. I could feel her lips hovering just inches from my jaw, almost as if she was testing me.

My body tensed, the tension between us palpable. I knew I should push her away, tell her to stop teasing me like this.

But instead of pushing her away, I found myself pulling Marin closer. In a sudden burst of confidence, I grabbed her wrist and spun her around, pressing her back against the wall of the alley beside the school. Marin's eyes widened in surprise, but before she could react, I crashed my lips against hers in a fierce, dominating kiss.

I could taste her shock on my tongue, but it quickly gave way to desire as she melted into the kiss. My hands roamed her body, gripping her hips possessively as I pressed my body against hers. Marin's hands clutched at my shirt, her nails digging into the fabric as she struggled between pushing me away and pulling me closer.

Breaking the kiss, I trailed my lips down her neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin. Marin gasped, her head tilting back to give me better access.

"Renji," she breathed, her voice a mix of pleasure and frustration. "You're playing with fire."

I smirked against her neck, my hands sliding down to grip her thighs. With a sudden lift, I hoisted Marin up, wrapping her legs around my waist as I pinned her against the wall. She let out a surprised yelp, her arms wrapping tightly around my neck for support.

"You're right," I murmured, my voice low and husky. "I am playing with fire. But you started this game, Marin. And now I'm going to finish it."

I captured her lips again, kissing her deeply and possessively. Marin responded eagerly, her hips grinding against mine as she matched my intensity. The alleyway echoed with our labored breaths and the soft sounds of our kisses, hidden from the world outside.

My hands slid under her skirt, caressing the smooth skin of her thighs. Marin shivered, her nails digging into my shoulders as I explored her body.

Marin's breath hitched as my fingers brushed against the lace of her panties. I teased her through the fabric, feeling the heat of her desire. She whimpered, her hips bucking against my hand, silently begging for more.

"Not here," she gasped, her voice trembling with need."Someone might see." I chuckled darkly, my lips trailing along her jaw.

"Scared, Marin?" I whispered, my fingers slipping beneath the lace to stroke her wet folds. "Or just turned on?"

Marin's head fell back against the wall, her eyes fluttering closed as I continued my teasing caress. I could feel her pulse racing beneath my fingertips, her body quivering with anticipation.

Suddenly, the sound of laughter echoed from the schoolyard, reminding us of our surroundings. Marin's eyes snapped open, panic flashing across her face.

"Renji, stop," she hissed, pushing against my chest. "Someone's coming."

I reluctantly pulled my hand away, lowering Marin back to her feet. She quickly straightened her skirt, her cheeks flushed, and her breathing ragged. I adjusted myself discreetly, trying to calm my own racing heart.

Footsteps echoed in the alleyway, growing louder as they approached. Marin and I exchanged a panicked glance, realizing we were about to be caught in a compromising position.

"Quick, hide," Marin whispered urgently, grabbing my hand and pulling me deeper into the alley. We ducked behind a large dumpster, pressing ourselves against the wall as the footsteps grew closer.

Two students walked past, their voices drifting into the alley. Marin held her breath, her body trembling slightly against mine. I wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer as we waited for them to pass. Once the coast was clear, Marin exhaled slowly, her head resting against my chest. 

"That was close," she murmured, her voice shaky.

As soon as the students' footsteps faded, Marin turned to face me, her eyes blazing with a mix of desire and defiance.

"You're not going to let a little interruption stop you, are you?" she challenged, her voice low and husky.

Before I could respond, Marin grabbed my collar and pulled me into a fierce kiss. I groaned against her lips, my hands gripping her hips tightly. She pushed me back against the dumpster, her body pressing against mine as she deepened the kiss.

I grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head against the rough brick wall. Marin gasped, her eyes widening with surprise and excitement.

"Is this what you wanted?" I growled, my lips trailing along her neck. "To see me like this?" Marin's breath hitched, her chest heaving against mine.

"Maybe," she whispered, her voice trembling with desire. "Or maybe I just wanted to see you try," I smirked at Marin's defiant words, my grip on her wrists tightening. 

"Oh, I'll show you," I murmured, my voice dripping with dominance. I spun her around, pressing her front against the wall and kicking her legs apart. Marin gasped, her hands scrambling for purchase against the rough bricks.

I leaned in close, my lips brushing against her ear. "You like it when I take charge, don't you?"I whispered, my hand sliding down her stomach to cup her through her skirt.

"When I make you feel things you've never felt before."

Marin arched her back, pressing her hips against my hand. 

"Prove it," she challenged, her voice breathy with desire. "Show me what you've got, Renji."

I growled, my fingers hooking into the waistband of her skirt. In one swift motion, I yanked it up, exposing her lacy panties.

I hooked my fingers into the waistband of Marin's panties, slowly pulling them down her legs. She stepped out of them willingly, her breathing growing heavier with anticipation. I balled the lace up and brought them to her lips.

"Open," I commanded, my voice leaving no room for argument.

Marin hesitated for a moment, her eyes flashing with defiance. But then, with a playful smirk, she parted her lips and allowed me to stuff the fabric inside. I watched as she tested the gag, her cheeks bulging slightly.

"There," I said, satisfied. "Now, you can't make a sound."

I spun her back around, lifting her up and wrapping her legs around my waist. Marin's arms circled my neck, her fingers tangling in my hair as she clung to me.

I pressed her against the wall, grinding my hardness against her core. Marin's muffled moan vibrated against my chest, her hips rolling to meet mine.

I gripped Marin's hips tightly, my fingers digging into her flesh as I held her against the wall. She moaned softly, the sound muffled by her panties gag. I leaned in close, my lips brushing against her ear.

"You're mine now," I growled possessively."I'm going to fuck you until you forget your own name."

Marin's eyes widened, her pupils dilating with desire. She nodded eagerly, her body trembling with anticipation. I reached between us, unbuckling my belt and unzipping my pants. My erection sprang free, hard and throbbing with need. I guided myself to her entrance, the tip teasing her wet folds. Marin's hips bucked, trying to impale herself on my length. But I held her steady, denying her the satisfaction she craved.

"Beg for it," I demanded, my voice low and commanding. "Beg me to fuck you, Marin."

Marin's eyes flashed with defiance, but I could see the desperation in her gaze. She wanted me, needed me, but she was too proud to beg. I smirked, enjoying the power I held over her.

"Come on, Marin," I taunted, rubbing the tip of my erection against her clit. "I know you want it. Just say the words."

She whimpered, her hips wiggling against me. I could feel her wetness coating my shaft, evidence of her arousal. But still, she refused to beg.

Suddenly, the sound of laughter echoed from the schoolyard again. Marin's eyes widened, panic flashing across her face. She looked at me, silently pleading for me to continue. I grinned wickedly, knowing I had her exactly where I wanted her.

"Looks like you're out of time, Marin," I whispered, my voice dripping with amusement.

Marin's desperation grew with each passing second. The laughter from the schoolyard seemed to spur her on, and with a muffled cry, she finally gave in. Her eyes locked onto mine, filled with a mixture of submission and defiance. She nodded frantically, her body trembling with need. I smirked, triumph surging through me.

"Good girl," I murmured, my voice dripping with satisfaction. Without warning, I slammed into her, burying myself to the hilt in her tight, wet heat. Marin's eyes rolled back, a silent scream escaping her gagged mouth.

I began to move, thrusting into her with deep, powerful strokes. The alleyway echoed with the sound of our bodies colliding, our labored breaths, and Marin's muffled moans. I gripped her hips tightly, holding her in place as I pounded into her mercilessly.

Just as Marin's body began to tense, signaling her impending orgasm, I suddenly pulled out. She let out a frustrated moan, her hips bucking forward desperately. I chuckled darkly, enjoying the sight of her needy and wanting.

"No," I whispered, shaking my head. "Not yet."

I reached up and pulled the panties from her mouth, allowing her to catch her breath. Marin gasped, her chest heaving as she looked up at me with a mixture of anger and arousal.

"Renji," she panted, her voice hoarse. "Please, I need..." I cut her off by pressing her panties into her hand.

"Finish me off," I commanded, my voice firm. "Use these."

Marin's eyes widened, but she didn't hesitate. She wrapped her hand around my throbbing erection, using her soaked panties to stroke me expertly. I groaned, my head falling back against the wall as she worked me with her skilled fingers.

I thrust into Marin's hand, my hips moving in rhythm with her strokes. The sensation of her panties wrapped around my shaft was exquisite, the damp fabric providing just the right amount of friction. Marin's eyes locked onto mine, her gaze filled with a mix of submission and mischief.

"That's it," I growled, my voice strained with pleasure. "Keep going, just like that."

Marin's grip tightened, her movements becoming more urgent as she sensed my impending release. I could feel the pressure building in my core, my balls tightening with each stroke. 

Suddenly, I pulled her hand away, grabbing the panties from her grasp. Marin looked up at me, confusion etched on her face. But before she could speak, I gripped my erection tightly, pumping myself with swift, aggressive movements. With a final groan, I came, my hot seed spurting onto the fabric of Marin's panties.

I collapsed against the wall, panting heavily. I looked down at Marin, a smirk playing on my lips.

"Now, put these on," I commanded, handing her the panties soaked with my cum. Marin's eyes widened, a mix of shock and arousal flashing across her face. She hesitated for a moment, but then, with a playful roll of her eyes, she took the panties from my hand.

"Fine," she whispered, her voice husky with desire.

She quickly slipped the cum-soaked panties back on, wincing slightly at the sensation of the sticky fabric against her skin. I watched, amused, as she adjusted the waistband and smoothed out the wrinkles.

"There," Marin said, looking up at me with a mischievous grin. She leaned in close, her lips brushing against my ear.

"Now I'll be walking around school all day with your cum dripping down my legs." She leaned in close, her lips brushing against my ear.

"You're going to be thinking about me all day," I murmured, my hand trailing down her side. "Every time you feel that wetness between your legs, every time you smell my scent on you, you'll remember who you belong to."

Marin shivered, her eyes darkening with desire. She opened her mouth to respond, but I pressed a finger to her lips.

"Shh," I whispered. "We're already late for class. Wouldn't want to push our luck, would we?"

With a final, lingering kiss, I stepped back and adjusted my clothes. Marin followed suit, straightening her skirt and smoothing her hair. Together, we emerged from the alleyway, our hearts racing and our bodies tingling with the aftermath of our forbidden encounter. As we hurried towards the school building, Marin glanced at me with a mischievous smile.

"So, what's our excuse for being late?" she asked, her voice low and playful.

I smirked, glancing at Marin as we rushed towards the school entrance."How about we say we were we lost track of time, caught up in... a heated discussion?" I suggested, my voice dripping with innuendo. 

Marin giggled, her cheeks flushed with a mix of exertion and arousal. "A heated discussion, huh?" she echoed, her voice laced with sarcasm. I chuckled, grabbing her hand and pulling her inside the school building. 

"Just stick to the story," I murmured, my lips brushing against her ear. "And try not to look too...satisfied."