You felt your lover’s presence before she even opened the door. It was something you had grown accustomed to, as Ritsuko had a rather… commanding aura, for lack of a better word. She was a prosecutor, after all, and one of the best at that, so it was necessary to be assertive. Still, it made you grateful that she wasn’t one to argue when you two were together.

But Ritsuko’s job wasn’t as easy as most would think. Of course, there were plenty of cases that made her feel sure of herself and her career – but just as well, there were cases that made her wonder whether or not she was truly doing the right thing. Her most recent one, unfortunately, happened to be one of the latter; that fact was made very clear by the smell of cigarettes on her coat, but that was soon replaced by her signature jasmine scent as she slipped off the blazer and wrapped her arms around you from behind.

“Good evening, my love. I’m sorry I got back so late,” Ritsuko murmurs against your shoulder. Her lips find your neck for a soft kiss. “My colleagues kept me for a celebration. We won our case, but…”

Ritsuko trails off, and you know where she’s going. She sighs quietly, her voice getting quieter, arms tightening around you. “All I wanted was to come home to you. Might we spend some time together? You always know how to help me relax.”