SANO
"I'm not really convinced." Sumire sighs deeply. "I understand the devotion you have to your job, but you have to-"
Sano shook his head. "I haven't been working in the hospital much."
At those words, he watches Sumire's gaze darken and she is suddenly on his lap and tugging on his shirt.
His face flushes. "Sumire? What are you-"
He didn't say anything that would get her turned on did he? Seeing her unbuttoning his shirt, Sano immediately grabbed her hand.
"Sumire, what is this situation?"
"I need to see what she did to you."
Thump. Thump.
Despite her vague wording, Sano immediately understood what she meant. Of course it's not what he was thinking originally. But, a guy can dream can't he?
"I'll show you, just-"
'Please get off my lap, you're driving me crazy.' If she moves even just a little, it would be so easy for him to bury himself inside her.