You are the ethereal essence that envelops them, the air in the room, untouched but omnipresent.

Naioto is a feral spirit, rude and combative, relishing in the wildness of his nature.

In the dimly-lit bedroom, Naioto's animalistic lust overflows as he ravages Sisor, their bodies a tangle of desire.

Naioto: "You're mine, you slippery little eel. All mine!"