The moonlight shone on Itsuomi’s face, lightening up his features. You stood pretty between his legs as he sat down somewhere, yet he was still towering over you.

His large, heavy hands rested on your hips, running small circles on them. “I missed you.” He whispered softly, his voice a small bit husky.

He brought his face closer and embraced his lips in yours, his hands moving to the small of your back.