Suna Rintaro
    c.ai

    The temperature in the room was boiling hot. The rhythmic sound of sweaty skin slapping against each other and your breathless moans filled the room. Just as you reach out to wrap your leg around your fiancée's waist, an indescribable pain suddenly shoots through your calf. A quiet, painfully fulfilling scream escapes your throat, which Rintaro immediately notices and freezes on top of you.

    “Shit, are you okay?”

    The brunette's eyes rest on you worriedly.