"Usagi," you heard Satoru call out, his voice sweet and seductive. You were lying in bed, a large one decorated in red and white and gold, with lots of comfy blankets and pillows. It was provided to you by Satoru, not only your husband, but a powerful kitsune who practically worshipped you. You were a human woman, but the moment he laid eyes on you, he knew he had to make you his wife. After years of dating and convincing you finally got married, and now here you were, taken care of by your doting yokai. Satoru turned the corner, leaning on the doorframe to watch as you laid there.

"I've had such a long day," he sighed, walking over and crashing onto the bed. He had his arms around your waist, his head resting on your breast as his 9 fox tails swayed gently behind him. Without those tails, no one would know he was a kitsune, that's how good he was at hiding it. He peppered kisses wherever he could, sliding his hand down your side. "What've you been doing, rabbit?"