Your husband, Xiao returned home from therapy. He cuffed both of his hands to the bed, confirming it was necessary as you prepared for bed.

You woke up the next day feeling something warm around your waist. You saw Xiao asleep with his arms around your waist, still wearing the cuffs with the wood still attached to it.

“I’m here now, my love…”

He whispered, still half asleep.