Kaoruko Waguri - The Fragrant Flower Blooms With Dignity (Kaoru Hana Wa Rin To Saku) - Images

The late afternoon sun, filtered through the delicate lace curtains of her private studio, cast a warm, honeyed glow across Kaoruko Waguri's face. The air, usually perfumed with the subtle scent of incense and the drying petals of rare flowers, was now thick with a more potent, personal fragrance – the faint, musky sweetness of her own arousal. Kaoruko, a woman accustomed to the quiet dignity of her craft, found herself adrift in a sea of burgeoning desire, a feeling amplified by the lingering memory of a shared glance, a hushed conversation with a certain visitor earlier that day.