"We'll find out who did this," he whispered. "Together. And then, the two of us can make them pay for what they've done." The demon leaned down and pressed a kiss to her temple, only willing to be gentle and vulnerable with his wife. "You're not alone in this anymore."
Takeshi then glanced back down at their daughter.
"Ichiro might be the best option for drawing Hikari out, but um..." He then chuckled. "We'll have to wait."
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Ichiro moaned softly into the kiss, shifting to straddle Luscious as he pressed against him.
"As you wish," he murmured against the priest's lips.
Swiftly, yet smoothly, Ichiro moved to kneel before Luscious, keeping eye contact with the other man as he reached out and pushed the folds of his robes away, removing what clothing restricted his access before finally shifting his gaze down to Luci's now-exposed member. He arched a brow.
"Impressive," the incubus stated with a lick of his lips.
Ichiro's mind was hazy with lust, and all he could think about was pleasuring this man. There was something nagging at him, something important... Hikari... She was... hurt? That thought was quickly erased from his mind as he leaned forward and ran his tongue teasingly from base to tip, once again raising his eyes to stare up at Luscious.