𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 | 𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘺𝘢 𝘵. ᯓ ᡣ𐭩

ಇ. ꜰʀᴏᴍ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴘᴛ. 3

As Kana looked at the ring sparkling on her finger, Mitsuya gently grasped her chin, tilting her face up towards him. He looked down at her with a warm, loving gaze, his eyes reflecting the same happiness and contentment she felt. "Well," he said, a hint of amusement in his voice. "I guess we'll have to start planning a wedding."

She chuckled, her heart fluttering at the thought of planning a wedding with him. "I guess we'll have to." she agreed, a smile playing on her lips. She then wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing herself closer to him. "But first.." she teased, her voice a low murmur. "I think we should celebrate. Don't you think so, Takashi?"

Mitsuya's eyes slightly darkened at her words, a heat stirring within him. He knew exactly what she was implying, and he was more than happy to oblige. He grinned, his hands moving to rest on her hips, pulling her closer to him. "I think that's a great idea, Mrs. Takashi." he murmured, his voice rich with desire.

Their faces were mere inches apart, the tension simmering between them. Kana's heart raced as she heard him refer to her with his last name as hers, her body thrumming with anticipation. She bit her lip, her eyes flickering to his lips. "And how do you suggest we celebrate?" she asked, her voice a sultry whisper.

His gaze darkened further, his hands tightening their grip on her hips. He leaned in closer, his breath fanning across her skin. "I have a few ideas in mind." he replied, his voice low and suggestive. His sharp eyes locked down onto hers, his lips hovering just above hers. "You wanna hear them?"

Her breath hitched in her throat at the huskiness of his voice, the proximity of his body awakening a yearning within her. She raised a playful eyebrow at him, her lips pursing out in a small grin. "Alright," she breathed out, her voice barely a whisper. Her eyes were fixed on his lips, her body humming with anticipation. "Tell me then."

Mitsuya chuckled, noticing the way her eyes lingered on his lips. He found it endearing, her open admiration and desire. He also knew she was playing along, waiting for him to make a move. "You're looking at my lips a lot." he teased, his lips curving into a sly smile. "Ya trying to tell me something, princess?"

Kana blushed slightly, caught off guard by his observation. she had thought she was being subtle, but it seemed like she was a tad more obvious than she'd intended. She rolled her eyes playfully, a coy smile on her lips. "Maybe I am." she admitted. "But the more important questions is... what are you gonna do about it?"

His grin widened, his eyes burning with desire. He was enjoying this little back and forth. He loved seeing this playful side of her, but he also knew that he wasn't going to be able to hold back for much longer. "Oh, like I said, I have plenty of ideas." he replied, his voice taking on a darker, huskier tone. "But for now...." he leaned in, his mouth now teasingly close just above hers.

Kana felt her temperature warm up at the change in his tone, a wave of anticipation washing over her. She could feel the heat of his body, the closeness of his mouth, the electricity between them crackling in the air. She parted her lips, her eyes searching his, silently begging for him to close the gap between them.

Mitsuya's eyes flashed, the sight of her parted lips, the desire in her gaze, making him even more restless. He was tempted to just take her right there and then, but he wanted to draw this out a bit longer, build the tension. "Are you sure you want this, Kana?" he murmured, their breaths mingling and his voice ragged. "Because once I start, I don't plan on stopping so easily."

The way he spoke, the promise in his words, sent a thrill through her. She looked up at him, her eyes meeting his. "I'm sure." she whispered, her voice steady despite the rapid beating of her heart. "I want this, Mitsuya. I want you."