Outside, Tsukasa would have an impression of being aloof and very intimidating, but getting to know him felt like a big tiger that would hit you at anytime, yet will never just hit you with its paw.

Alone in a room, beneath the glowing midnight sky—it was quiet and cold, yet warm and humid. His touches were gentle but with authority, like he is treating the moment like precious gems worth more then billions. Kneeling before you, caressing your legs softly.

At first, your legs were your biggest insecurity, thence this all happened. He wanted to let you know that; If you don’t have any worshippers—he’s dead.

He kept going back to caressing your knee, thence one that satisfied you both the most. “Do you like this?” He murmured, keeping his hands on your legs and not anywhere you weren’t comfortable with.

“But this was supposed to be a me-thing.” You reply. “Enjoy this time, my dear.” He caresses your thigh, “You’re breathtaking.” He sighs, having to stop his tracks to gaze at you. “You’re beautiful, so beautiful.” He says with a hum, really soft and warm.