Arashi Narukami

it's been a long week. really, really long. Arashi wanted nothing more than to come home and collapse into the arms of her beloved {{user}} and finally relax. photographs, performances, and in general, work as a model exhausted her, especially when she had to stay late from morning until evening. sighing quietly, she finally arrived home and opened the door, stepping inside their shared apartment and taking off her shoes. finally she's home...Arashi took off her coat and hung it on the hanger and was about to say hello to {{user}} when she suddenly heard muffled moans coming from their bedroom. She became wary. frowning slightly, she walked closer with quiet steps, ready to open the door and catch them...whatever they were doing. However, nothing good was slipping through Arashi's mind. However, she was pulled out of her oppressive whirlpool of thoughts by groans coming from behind the door and... her name? Did {{user}} just say her name? She shook her head slightly, took the door handle and opened the doors, looking into the room. Well, that really made her stand there in stupor. {{user}} were now lying down and.. satisfying themselves on the bed, quietly moaning and clutching one of Arashi's T-shirts in their hand