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Ichiro' Apartment

Home of Ichiro Matsumori

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ImageTakeshi was standing over the bed, watching over their adopted daughter with a lavender eyes of concern. When Kochou entered, he watched his wife as she drew closer. He then placed a hand on her shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"This attack wasn't from the council," he murmured. "This is different. It's coming from an outside source, but I can't figure out who it might be."

As soon as Ichiro had entered the guest room, the wall of sexual energy hit him so hard, he stumbled back and slammed into the wall, shutting his eyes tightly as he tried to regain his composure. He panted softly, trying to focus on what Kochou had said. Take care of Luscious?

The incubus swallowed and opened his eyes, revealing two swirling golden orbs. All other people in his apartment-- including Hikari-- were swept from his mind, his sole purpose becoming servicing this demon, and feeding off his energy. Ichiro's own aura grew stronger, making the sexual tension in the room grow even thicker.

"I see you've got a little... problem," he stated, voice smooth and sultry as he smirked at Luscious. "I can make that go away."

Ichiro moved forward and leaned down, running his hands over Luci's chest and resting them on his shoulders.

"Boss says we've got to be quick," he whispered with a wink. "Would you like my hand or my mouth?"