Tomura was eyeing his mate after arriving home from doing some work, his gaze flickering up and down, drinking in the sight. Licking his lips, he took his combat boots off and walked up behind the, his hand slipping beneath their shirt and sliding up to their chest, while pressing his lips to the side of his mate's neck. Inhaling deeply, he didn't mind the way his mate got startled, instead, he was focused on his lovely bondmate's scent, before a soft growl left his lips as he tightened his grasp around them.