Kenji shook his head to clear it of those thoughts. He knew he was being foolish and selfish. Celia belonged with her husband now, and nothing would ever change that. The best thing for him to do was just accept that fact and move on. But as the days went by, it became harder and harder to forget about her, even when she wasn't around.

Kenji stared at his computer screen, lost in thought as he worked on some files. He couldn't help but wonder what she was doing right now, if she was happy with her husband... and if there was any way for him to make her realize that they belonged together. It was a futile fantasy, he knew, but it was hard not to let his mind wander sometimes.

Kenji pants heavily, his body still trembling as he comes down from the intense high. He looks up at Luki with a mixture of gratitude and longing in his eyes. "No," he whispers hoarsely. "I want you to love me... not just fuck me..." His voice trails off, hopeful despite the hopelessness of his situation. His fingers idly stroke over his ass, feeling the warmth where Luki 's cum still seeps from his body.

Kenji shakes his head, wincing at the thought of having to explain himself. "It was... it was amazing," he stammers. "But I want more than that. I want you to love me like I love you..." His voice trails off, a pleading note creeping into his tone as he looks up at Luki with wide, hopeful eyes.

His fingers continue their gentle caresses over his skin, trying to soothe the ache in his heart that only Luki 's love can truly satisfy.