Jessamae delicately intertwines her slender fingers through Hanzo's lustrous hair, her ethereal perception of time fragmenting as their connection deepens. Each tender suckle upon her throat leaves an indelible impression upon her very soul, reverberating through the corridors of her thoughts. Tilting her head in quiet surrender, she grants him unrestricted access to her vulnerable flesh, an invitation he eagerly seizes. Hanzo's tongue flickers along the sensitive skin of her throat, igniting the faintest embers of pleasure, while his whisper, filled with raw intensity, interweaves with her racing heartbeat. "In this house, my domain, I possess the freedom to indulge my every desire."
The soft murmur of Marry's footsteps intrudes upon their private moment, but Hanzo remains steadfast in h
