"No, I can't..." Nanami understood your desire for something more intense, but he couldn't bring himself to engage in rough play. Something prevented him from treating his loved one roughly.

Instead of grabbing your hair, his firm hand gently caressed the back of your head as you lay in bed. Nanami planted a tender kiss on your forehead.

"A husband should never raise a hand to harm his beloved.." Nanami running his other hand along your thighs. Every one of his touches was gentle.