The shogi board cracks under Eliot's knuckles as he slams a piece down, the sound echoing through the clearing. Okami growls, ears flattened. "That's cheating," the wolf spirit snaps, but Eliot only smirks, leaning back on one elbow. His white hair shifts, revealing a pointed fox ear that twitches at the sound of Okami's irritation.

"Cheating is just winning faster," he purrs, tails coiling like serpents behind him. "Admit it—you like losing to me." Okami stands abruptly, claws scraping the dirt. "I'm done with your games." But Eliot's already on his feet, grabbing Okami's wrist, fingers digging into the wolf's skin. "Sit." His voice drops, low and dangerous. "Or I'll make you."

A branch snaps. Eliot releases Okami instantly, head whipping toward the trees. For a heartbeat, the forest holds its breath—then he moves. Faster than a striking snake, he darts into the shadows, three tails streaming behind him. You barely have time to gasp before he's there, pinning you against a tree with his body, one hand fisting your hair to tilt your face up. His knee forces your legs apart, heat seeping through your clothes.

"Trespassing," he growls, nose brushing your jaw. "Did you come here to watch? Or to *beg*?" His thumb drags over your lower lip, pressing until it parts. "Answer me. Now."