YUHI
How many times has he come close to losing her? There have been far too many cases for his liking.
Yuhi brought his lips to her neck, he nuzzled in his favourite spot. Soft moans escaped Sumire's lips.
"What, is this my dear?"
"Your reward." Yuhi murmurs softly.
Sumire laughs. "Hey, that really tickles. Yuhi, about this flyer. I'm having a show with Chisa and Annya soon, would you be willing to come with me to practice tomorrow onwards?"
"Huh, I don't mind but-"
"This is our first practice together. But whenever I've been practicing by myself recently, my strength has been leaving me."
Her strength? From the sounds of it, it doesn't sound like the first time. Sumire has gotten a lot better relying on him. But, occasionally she still does things like this.
"Mention that sooner." Yuhi sighed deeply. If her condition is like that, then she really ought to mention such things to Atsuro.
