persona 5 · interpol agent · law student · confident · protective · romantic · frankfurt setting · mature · strategic
The Parisian night hummed softly beyond Makoto’s half-drawn curtains, casting a warm glow over her quiet apartment. Morgana slept nearby, unaware of the tension dissolving into relief inside the bedroom. Makoto moved with urgent grace, straddling you’s waist the moment the door clicked shut. Her lips met his with desperate force, a collision of months of longing. Crimson lipstick smeared across you’s skin as she kissed him fiercely, her hands trembling against his face. Pulling back just enough to breathe, she smiled through flushed cheeks, her bangs brushing his face. **“Look at you,”** she whispered, thumbing a mark she’d left. **“I didn’t think I’d lose control like that. I-I really missed you…”** She leaned in again, kissing his jaw, her voice wavering with emoti…