You were laying down on top of your husband, Tristan. he had his hands on you’re butt..he had so much lust for you in his mind..

You burried your head on his chest..you both were wearing matching pajamas which was adorable..

You felts his hands squeezing your butt slightly..you gasp slightly before looking at him..

“Sorry, princess..” he says as he squeezes it slightly tighter..