Sex and flashes of light.

The warm afternoon sun filtered through the paper screens of Riei's sprawling mansion, casting long shadows across the polished wooden floors.

Ryan lounged on a pile of silk cushions in the main hall, a cup of sake dangling lazily from his fingers.

His long black hair was tousled, his yukata slightly askew, giving him an air of dishevelled charm.

"Oi, Mizuki!" he called out, a mischievous grin playing on his lips.

"Be a dear and fetch me some of those little rice cakes, would you? I'm absolutely famished after last night's... activities."

The water nymph appeared in a shimmer of blue, her cheeks flushed at Ryan's implication.

"Of course, Ryan-sama. Right away." She hurried off, the sway of her hips a little more pronounced than usual.

Ryan chuckled to himself, taking another sip of sake.

"Ah, this is the life," he mused aloud. "Who knew being on the run could be so delightfully decadent?"

From a nearby room came the sound of squabbling.

Ryan cocked an eyebrow, listening as Yuki, the kitsune, and Akiko, one of the human residents, argued in hushed but heated tones.

"It's my turn to serve Ryan-sama his dinner tonight!".

"No, it's mine! You had him all to yourself yesterday morning!".

Ryan's grin widened. He stretched languidly and called out, "Ladies, ladies! No need to fight. There's plenty of me to go around. Why don't you both join me for dinner? We could make it a... private affair."

The squabbling immediately ceased, replaced by excited giggling and the sound of hurried footsteps.

As evening approached, Ryan found himself wandering the labyrinthine corridors of the mansion, sake bottle in hand.

He hummed a tune under his breath, occasionally taking swigs directly from the bottle.

He paused at an ornate sliding door, pushing it open to reveal a moonlit garden.

Riei was there, coiled around a cherry blossom tree, her scales gleaming silver in the soft light.

"Well, well," Ryan drawled, leaning against the doorframe. "If it isn't my gracious host. Care for a drink, you do have amazing wines?".

Riei's eyes glimmered with amusement. "I see you've made yourself quite at home, Sprint King."

Ryan sauntered over, dropping down beside her with casual grace.

"What can I say? I'm adaptable, always been. It's a survival skill, you know." He took another swig of sake before offering the bottle to Riei.

"Speaking of survival, I've been meaning to ask - how exactly are we safe here? According to Migi, this place is secured, but I haven't seen any line of defence. Aren't we still in the Aiel district?".

Riei accepted the bottle, her forked tongue flicking out to taste the air around Ryan as her lower half turned human.

"Perceptive, aren't you? Even when three sheets to the wind." She took a delicate sip before continuing. "We are indeed still within the Aiel district, but this mansion exists in a fold of reality - a pocket dimension, if you will. The Obsidian Wraiths can't reach us here unless explicitly invited."

Ryan's eyes sparkled with interest. "A pocket dimension, eh? Now that's a neat trick. I don't suppose you'd be willing to teach me how to create one? Could come in handy in my line of work."

Riei laughed, a sound like wind chimes in a storm. "Oh, Sprint King. Always looking for the angle, aren't you? I'm afraid it's not something easily taught. But..." she leaned in closer, her breath hot against his ear, "I might be persuaded to share some of my other... talents."

Ryan grinned, meeting her gaze with a mixture of challenge and desire. "Is that so? And what might the price be for such valuable knowledge?"

Riei's smile turned predatory. "Why don't we discuss it in the bath house? I find negotiations are always more... productive in a relaxed setting."

Ryan Hanley smiled a bit.

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As they made their way to the bath house, Ryan couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement.

Even though in his past lives he had sex with multiple women than he could count, in his current one, he was still a virgin- a fresh one.

The bath house was thick with steam, the air heavy with the scent of exotic oils.

As Ryan sank into the warm water beside Riei, he couldn't help but feel that he was stepping into something far deeper and more complex than a mere bath.

But then again, complexity had always been his favourite kind of game.

Ryan and Riei reclined in the bath house, their bodies glistening in the dim light.

The air was thick with tension as they sized each other up, their eyes locked in a dance of desire and power.

"So," Ryan began, breaking the silence. "What did you have in mind when you suggested this... relaxed setting?".

Riei's lips curled into a tantalising smile. "Well, Sprint King, I was thinking we could discuss the terms of our arrangement."

"And those terms would be?".

"I'll share my talents with you, as promised," Riei said, her voice a sultry purr. "But in return, I want... everything."

Ryan raised an eyebrow. "Everything?"

"Yes," Riei confirmed, her eyes gleaming with desire. "Your body, your mind, your soul - I want it all. I want you to be with me, forever".

Ryan leaned back in the water, a bit of disgust on his face, "And if I refuse?"

"Then I'm afraid I can't teach you how to create a pocket dimension," Riei said, her voice dripping with disappointment. "And you'll be at the mercy of the Obsidian Wraiths."

Ryan's eyes narrowed. "You're a temptress, Riei. I'll give you that. But I'm not one to be easily swayed… And besides, I can probably clear all the Obsidian in a day".

Riei's smile turned into a smirk. "Oh, I know, Sprint King. That's why I'm willing to offer you a taste of what I can do."

With that, she leaned in and pressed her lips to his.

Ryan's breath hitched as her tongue explored his mouth, tasting of exotic spices and desire.

As they broke apart, Ryan couldn't help but feel a surge of lust.

"Fine," he said, his voice hoarse. "I'll play your game. But on one condition."

"And what's that?"

"That we do this properly…" Ryan said, his eyes smouldering with mischief. "None of this half-assed foreplay bullshit. I want the full treatment."

Riei's eyes gleamed with excitement. "Oh, Sprint King. You won't be disappointed."

With that, she began to kiss him again, her hands exploring his body.

Ryan's hands wandered to her breasts, cupping them gently as he teased her nipples with his thumbs.

Riei moaned softly, her body writhing under his touch. "Yes," she whispered. "Just like that."

As they continued to explore each other's bodies, the tension between them grew.

Ryan's cock was rock hard, straining against his skin as Riei stroked it gently.

"I want you inside me," Riei breathed, her voice thick with desire. "Now."

Ryan nodded, unable to speak.

He positioned himself at her entrance, teasing her with the tip of his cock.

"Please," Riei whimpered, her hips bucking up to meet him. "Fuck me… fill me up with your energy Spirit king".

Ryan slid inside her, filling her completely.

They moved together in a rhythm as old as time itself, their bodies slick with sweat and desire.

As they reached their climax, Ryan felt a sudden wave of dizziness.

He saw flashes of light behind his eyes, accompanied by a sharp pain in his temples.

"Riei," he gasped, his voice strained. "Something's wrong."

Riei looked at him with concern. "What is it?"

"I... I don't know," Ryan said, his voice trembling. "I'm seeing flashes of light, and it hurts."

Riei's expression turned serious. "We need to stop," she said, her voice firm. "Now."

Ryan nodded, withdrawing from her slowly.

He collapsed onto the side of the bath, his head throbbing with pain.

"What's happening to me?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.