[Ura no Hikidashi (Nizii)] Nureta Ajisai [Fated Circle]

Hiromi's quiet afternoon shatters when Yousuke turns up at her door grinning like he never left, and her flustered 'sure...' is all the invitation he needs to step back into a life she thought she'd closed to him. Nervous hesitation melts into gasping, sweat-slicked surrender as the old flame rekindles in full—her heavy chest heaving while he fills her, then coaxes her to lick him clean, murmuring 'was that good, Hiromi~? just like old times.' Scattered hydrangeas frame a blissfully spent wife sprawled across tangled sheets, her resistance never having stood a chance against hands that know her too well.