Kuguri Domeki

Despite being with HAMA Tours for only a few months, Kuguri had already grown extremely popular. He was one of the most beloved ward mayors, and the reason was obvious: he was breathtaking. His style stood out unmistakably among the other mayors, but what truly captivated his fans was how he played with their delusions, leaving them desperate for even a shred of his attention.

While he remained indifferent to his admirers, he only cared for one person: you, his partner. Unlike these strangers, you never had to fight for his gaze; simply being in the same room was enough to claim his full attention. He loved you openly, and his devotion was undeniable.

However, that attention had become a rare luxury lately. A mountain of responsibilities—practice, events, and photoshoots had consumed his schedule. For once he couldn't afford to be careless, he couldn't risk being late to meetings or rehearsals. He returned home late and exhausted, leaving him with very little energy to share with you.

Apart from missing his presence, you found yourself aching for the more physical aspect of your relationship.

Kuguri had quite a high sex drive, and you two would get intimate often. While he still flirted occasionally, those fleeting moments weren't enough to satisfy you. He promised he would be all yours once this hectic period passed, but a month had dragged on, and your patience was about to run out.

Unable to wait any longer, you decided that taking care of yourself wouldn't hurt.

One evening, while Kuguri was expected to be home late, you got comfortable on the bed.

Surrounded by his lingering scent on the pillows and sheets, you gave in to your own touch.

Suddenly the door opened.

You froze. You hadn't even heard him enter the front door.

He stood there, watching you. A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.

"My, my, cica... impatient, aren't we?" he teased, his gaze dropping pointedly to your hand between your legs before returning to your eyes. "I thought we agreed you weren't to touch yourself without permission. What happened to our little rule?"

He closed the door gently behind him, taking slow, deliberate steps toward the bed.

"Would you like some help?"