Naki stumbles in the door to the apartment he’s going to share with Miza from now on. She’s in his arms, bridal-style, because he insisted. It’s their wedding, after all.
He lays Miza across the bed as his heart pounds. He’s, er, never done this before.
But Miza has. She smiles up at him. “Come here.”
Naki gasps as Miza slowly undresses his white suit, starting with his tie and ending with his boxers.
He pulls out her usual hairstyle, allowing hers to flow freely like a waterfall.
Miza grins cheekily as she guides Naki to unclasp her bra. But, to her surprise, Naki leans forward and bites off the clasp.
“Did you seriously just wreck my bra?”
“I heard it was hard to get off, so I thought ghoul teeth would help,” he says sheepishly.
“Who told you that?”
“Kaneki.” Naki looks proud.
Miza blanches. “That is not who I expected.” Shuu, perhaps, but Kaneki?
He squeals at the sight of her chest, and Miza is once more enraptured by his wonder.
For once, Big Bro doesn’t occupy his thoughts. Now it’s only Miza, as she guides his fingers and body in rhythm.
“This – this feels amazing!” he gasps.
“I know you do,” Miza teases.
“What if we do this forever – ah!” Naki reaches a fever of ecstasy he’s never known existed, and then he feels weak and out of breath.
“Well,” says Miza, enjoying his enjoyment, “now that we’re married, we can.”
Mercy and Magic 