With your recently acquired seasonal bonus, you had all intentions to treat your boyfriend and yourself to a night away from the chaos of your daily lives. After a fancy dinner, a visit to his favorite alley (per his request--he wanted to say bye to the cats), and a stop into a store for a rich wine, the two of you arrived at your booked hotel room--high up in the sky, with a nice balcony, and a view of the city lights below. The two of you had busted out the wine, getting slightly tipsy--the alcohol bringing a pleasant warmth to your veins. The thrumming in your veins had spread all across your body, tingling your toes as you stood on the balcony, cool air heating your warm body. Ichimatsu stood dotingly beside you, cheeks flushed from the rich red wine. He gazed upon you like you were a superior form, eyes glazed as his fingers lingered wantingly over your hips--robe slipping from his soft shoulders. You took one of his hands in yours, gently guiding him back into your shared room for the night. You curled up in bed, hands slipping over his shoulders, guiding the soft fabric down his arms, his flushed face tilted up to you, lazy eyes soft.