The Return Of The Exiled Villain

"Gray~"

The voice was soft, slightly slurred, and unmistakably familiar.

Gray froze mid-stream as a delicate hand wrapped firmly around his cock from behind, fingers curling gently but possessively around his length.

The sudden touch made him twitch in her palm.

He turned his head just enough to confirm who it was.

"Claire...?"

The usually shy, quiet girl was standing right behind him, pressed close against his back.

Her cheeks were flushed a deep crimson from all the alcohol she had consumed during the games.

Her eyes, normally downcast and timid whenever she looked at him, were now slighly narrowed and gleaming with a boldness he had never seen from her before.

Drunk Claire was an entirely different person.

She rested her chin on his shoulder, her breath warm and sweet against his ear as she gave his cock a slow, experimental squeeze.

"Mmm... it’s so warm..." she murmured with a husky and surprisingly confident voice. "I’ve wanted to touch it for so long... but I was always too scared to say anything..."

"...I mean~, I wanted to confess to you first~, but this situation... I simply couldn’t waste it~"

Her hand didn’t let his cock go.

Fap... fwap~

Instead, she stroked him lazily from base to tip, her thumb brushing over the sensitive head as if she were fascinated by how his cock felt in her hand.

Gray was a little surprised by how bold she was getting.

It seems that being drunk really could change people... or even trigger a different kind of personality.

It’s almost funny how this girl couldn’t even stare into his eyes without averting her gaze, and yet, now she was confidently stroking his cock as if it were a normal occurrence in her life.

"...Claire, you..."

"Shhh~" she whispered, cutting him off.

Fap... thwack!

Her other hand slid around his waist, holding him in place as she continued stroking him slowly while her hot breath pressed against his neck.

"Don’t talk. Just let me... touch you a little..."

She pressed her mounds tighter against his back. Even through her clothes, he could feel how warm she was, the alcohol making her unusually daring.

"I always watch you from the side... always too shy to say anything..." she continued with a breathy voice and full of pent-up longing.

"But tonight... after all those drinks... I don’t feel shy anymore. I feel like I finally can do what I’ve been dreaming about..."

Her fingers tightened around him, stroking with more confidence now, her palm slick from the earlier situation.

"You’re so hard already... even though you just peed..." she giggled softly, her laugh sounding surprisingly cute and naughty at the same time.

"Does it feel good when I touch you like this, Gray?"

She gave him a slow, firm pump, her thumb circling the tip teasingly.

"I’ve liked you for so long... but Ronan is always around, and I’m too scared to say anything when I’m sober... mhp~" She nuzzled her face against his neck, kissing the skin there lightly.

"But right now... I don’t want to be scared anymore."

Then, she suddenly giggled against his ear.

"Hehe~ ...Pee while I’m holding it, Gray. I want to feel it."

Gray paused for half a second, then simply nodded.

"Alright."

Ssshhh...

He relaxed and let the stream start again.

Warm urine flowed out while Claire’s delicate fingers stayed wrapped around him, feeling every pulse and vibration as he peed.

She watched with wide, fascinated eyes, strangely biting her lower lip.

When he finished, Claire didn’t let go immediately. She gave his cock a few gentle, playful shakes, watching the last tiny droplets jump and scatter.

"Hehe~ Look at that..." she laughed softly, clearly entertained by her new "toy".

"It’s so cute when it does that... I really like touching it, you know?"

Gray finally reached down, gently but firmly grabbed her wrist, and pulled her hand away from his cock.

"Awww..." Claire pouted like a spoiled kitten, immediately clinging to his arm instead.

"Bring it back out~ Don’t hide it..."

Gray shook his head, his lips curling up slighly.

He flicked her forehead lightly with his finger.

Thwack

Then he cast a quick Clean and Scent-Removal spell on both of them, instantly removing any trace of urine, alcohol smell, or lingering scent.

"If you were sober," he said calmly, zipping his trousers back up, "I might have let you continue. But unfortunately, you aren’t."

He leaned in close, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered:

"If you confess to me while you’re sober... I might accept it, Claire."

Claire froze completely.

Her ears turned bright red in an instant. She bit her lower lip hard, her eyes widening in embarrassment and surprise as his words sank in.

Gray gave her one last gentle pat on the head, then turned and walked out of the bathroom, heading back toward the lively table where the others were still waiting.

Claire stood there alone for a long moment, completely still.

Her heart was pounding so hard she could hear it in her ears.

"...I want him so much..." she murmured to herself.

She took a deep breath, adjusted her hair slightly with trembling fingers, and calmly stepped out of the men’s bathroom as if it were the ladies’ room.

Gray returned to the table, sliding back into his seat between Maelis and the now very drunk Lyra.

The moment he sat down, Lyra’s emerald eyes, which had been burning with intensity earlier, suddenly softened into something completely different.

Her cheeks were flushed a deep, adorable pink.

The high ponytail of her light brown hair with those golden strands was slightly messy from all the drinking.

She stared at him for a second... and then her entire expression melted into pure, drunken affection.

"Grayyy~♡"

Without any warning, she threw herself against him, wrapping both arms tightly around his torso and burying her face into his chest like a needy kitten.

"You’re so warm... and you smell so nice..." she mumbled happily, nuzzling her cheek against him.

"I missed you so much... even though you were only gone for a little while... my Gray..."

The entire table went silent for a beat.

"Eh...?" Maelis blinked.

"Oh? Look at that." Selina raised an eyebrow, smirking.

"Whoa! Lyra went full clingy mode! She’s really drunk, ahaha~" Ronan, still half-dazed from his earlier singing, pointed dramatically.

Lyra didn’t care about any of them.

She tightened her arms around Gray even more, practically climbing into his lap in front of everyone.

Her voice turned sweet and slightly whiny, and her possessive tone and gaze were completely gone, replaced by an extremely clingy, kind, and loving demeanor.

Almost as if it was the Lyra from when Gray had met her.

"Don’t leave me again, okay...? Even if you go to another academy... you have to come back to me every weekend... and let me hug you like this... and kiss you... and stay with me forever..."

She tilted her head up, looking at him with sparkling, glassy emerald eyes and a bright, drunken smile.

"You’re mine, right? My favorite person in the whole world... I love you so much it hurts sometimes..."

She planted a soft, lingering kiss on his cheek, then another on his jaw, then tried to reach his lips before Gray gently turned his head away at the last second.

"Lyra... we’re in public," he muttered, though his voice lacked any real force.

Lyra pouted cutely, looking genuinely hurt for a second.

"But I missed you... I waited so long... and now you’re here, and you smell like you, and I just want to stay like this forever..."

She clung even tighter, pressing her massive chest against his arm and refusing to let go. One of her hands slipped down to intertwine their fingers, squeezing gently.

"Hey! That’s my big brother you’re monopolizing!" Maelis puffed her cheeks.

Selene, sitting on Gray’s other side, simply smiled sweetly while her hand under the table gave his thigh a possessive squeeze, a reminder that she had already "fed" earlier.

"Pfttt.. ahhahaha... This is the best night ever! Drunk Lyra is adorable!" Ronan laughed loudly. "This is the best night ever! Drunk Lyra is adorable!"

Lira blankly looked at them, almost as if holding back something, while Claire, who had just come back, seemed to have sobered up a little, causing her to cover her eyes with her fingers, although she was still peeking from the holes.

Leon simply ignored their antics while Adrian just sighed, looking like a tired older brother.

Lyra ignored all of them.

She kept nuzzling into Gray’s neck, murmuring sweet, clingy nonsense.

"You’re so strong now... and so handsome... and I’m so proud of you... even if you’re leaving the academy... I’ll still be the one who loves you the most, okay...? No one else is allowed to take you from me..."

She suddenly lifted her head and gave him the brightest, most loving smile he had ever seen from her.

"Gray... let’s get married after we graduate~♡"

The entire table choked on their drinks at the same time.