[Being marked by Mitsuhide feels magnificent; Motochika loves to wear the evidence of their connection upon his skin. Hard beneath Mitsuhide's palm, he groans at the press of Mitsuhide's hand and lifts his hips into his lover's touch, aching for more.]

Imagine... how much stronger the desire coursing through my veins is now... with memories of our intimacy vivid in my mind.