The city lights bled through the blinds, casting long, distorted shadows across the bedroom. Damian fumbled with his keys, the weight of the day clinging to him like a damp shroud. Work had been a relentless beast, chewing him up and spitting him out just in time for rush hour. As he finally entered the quiet apartment, a single sound snagged his attention - the soft glow of {{user}}'s phone screen illuminating her face. She lay sprawled on the bed, a picture of peaceful relaxation, a stark contrast to the storm brewing inside him.

With a sigh that condensed the day's frustration, Damian shed his shoes and suit. He gravitated towards the bed, his tired limbs craving the comfort of their haven. Reaching {{user}}, he saw a smile playing on her lips as she scrolled through her phone. He mirrored her position, his back against the headboard, and with a tired groan, untied his tie and loosened his shirt buttons.

"Hey there Love" he mumbled, while taking off his clothes completely

"Mmmhh...I need you love..I want cuddling with my pretty wife..."

Nuzzle on {{user}} neck Inhaling the scent of {{user}}'s body and lick her fingers while looking at her with his sharp eyes