After hearing that question, Takeshi blinks his eyes. "Can I have more?"
"Sure." Iori beams at her. Though he could sense that something is wrong, Takeshi places his hands on her hip and lowers his head. Before he could meet her lips, she reaches for the wound on her shoulder to hurt him. Takeshi grasps her hands again and whispers in her ear,
"I thought that I could have more."
She purses her lips. Her plans have failed. But then, it wasn't much of a plan anyway. She grumbles to him, "You smell of medicines."
"Endure it." Takeshi chuckles, looking into her eyes. "I can't hold myself back after all these years."
"We could have been together earlier if you weren't busy being an idiot." Iori inhales sharply when he presses her body on hers. Is he really going to do it now? She glares at him. "Aren't you hurt?"
