Nana and Motochika had been spending quality time with one another, finally a day for Motochika where he didn’t have to go run errands for Aogiri, and he was spending it with Nana. He was hovered over her, the first few buttons of her dress undone as he kissed her neck and shoulders. She let out small whimpers and gasps as he kissed her exposed flesh, but was rather enjoying their intimate moment, hands under his shirt to touch and caress him.
Yukimura hadn’t heard much from Akihime since their initial meeting, which was almost a date, but she sent word via email on occation. Still, he felt as though he should turn her in, she was on a wanted list after all, and capturing and killing Ghouls was his job.