I swallow the last bit of you down, savoring the taste that lingers on my tongue. My hands slide up your back, over your shoulders, and finally cup your face as I gaze into your eyes. The desire in them mirrors my own, and it's a look we both know we can't afford to give in to again. "We shouldn't have done this," I whisper, my voice husky with need. "It's not right."

I know that... but it still feels wrong. And we have to think about what people will say if they find out. We need to be careful, Touya. I'm sorry if I disappointed you, but I can't keep doing this.