The Return Of The Exiled Villain

Chapter 296: Claire’s Boldness...

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

The sudden touch made him twitch in her palm.

"Claire...?"

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

Drunk Claire was an entirely different person.

"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..."

Her hand didn’t let his cock go.

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.

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

"...Claire, you..."

Fap... thwack!

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

"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.

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

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

"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.

Then, she suddenly giggled against his ear.

Gray paused for half a second, then simply nodded.

Ssshhh...

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

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.

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

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

Gray shook his head, his lips curling up slighly.

Thwack

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

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

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.

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

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

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

Her cheeks were flushed a deep, adorable pink.

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

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.

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

"Eh...?" Maelis blinked.

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

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

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

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

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 pouted cutely, looking genuinely hurt for a second.

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.

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.

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.

Lyra ignored all of them.

"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..."

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