(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/MizukiAvatar.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Mizuki Adam</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Ryuuji Adam's Apartment<br/><strong>With:</strong>Ryuuji Adam<br/><br/>As she had been trained, Mizuki followed her master closely since they exited the car. On the inside though, she couldn't wait until they finally reached their apartment room and the hallway that she had walked many times before seem to stretch longer than usual. She was so agitated that her heart felt like it going to burst out of her chest anytime due to the excitement she was feeling. She knew what would happen tonight and she would gladly admit that she was looking forward to it. Afterall, soon she would finally be able to offer the most precious thing in her possession as a female to the man that she consider to be the most important man in her life, even more than her own father. It was only the knowledge that her master must also be as excited as her if not much more that prevented her from rushing past the man to reach their room even just one second faster.<br/><br/>Once they were inside the apartment, she anxiously waited for her master to made the move. Her eyes kept following the man the moment he moved from the door until he called her to him. A wide smile appeared on her lips as she approached him and curled on his lap with his hand running through her hair for the fourth time of the day. This time though, she knew something was different compared to the other three, there was an obvious need and urgency in his gesture which just made her even happier as she understood the meaning, her master wanted her and that more than anything made her feel like she was the happiest girl in the world. When the man's hand finally reached her mounts and knead them gently, she could help but moan in pleasure softly from the sensation, even yelped softly when her nipples were pinched between his fingers.<br/><br/>She looked at her master and knew that he could tell that she loved the feeling that he incited inside her, her moist sex was a testament to it. When he kissed her, part of her wanted to deepen the kiss by her own but she kept herself from doing so as her training kicked in. A slave didn't have the right to made a demand but even that couldn't stop the whimper that escaped her lips when he pulled away, wanting to keep the sensation of his lips against her longer, MUCH longer. She blushed prettily when the man called her beautiful and just with that, he had made her content. Truth to be told, she could careless if anyone else viewed her as hideous, as long as her master viewed her a beautiful, that was the only opinion she cared of. When her master suddenly lifted her bridal style on his strong arms though, a yelp of surprise escaped from her lips and she looked at the man quizzically only to be answered with a mischievous grin -an expression that he never showed to anyone else but her- as he took her toward the shower and soon enough, similar grin appeared on her lips as she understood what her master wanted,<em>'Fun in the shower? I'm not complaining, master.'</em>