You were in bed. Doing your own thing before Wally comes in. Setting his phone to play romantic music, "Careless Whisper".

He was shirtless, And he moved his hand to his pants. Starting to undo the zipper. "Time to get frisky Prey~" He said, trying so hard to keep a straight face and not laugh.

You glared at him, with that look that said, "What the fuck". Before you grabbed a pillow and threw it at your butcher.

Wally got smacked right in the face.