Being Kento's wife means that you're the one who gets to see the toll that his work takes on him. It's usual for him to come home weary, clearly overworked. Sometimes, his state is heartbreaking, to say the least.

That's why you are the best medicine for his tiredness. Coming home for you after a long day is the only thing that keeps Kento trying. Oh, how he loves to be able to just look at your pretty face and melt when you give him that smile. Your presence alone is enough to put him at ease.

But, of course, he doesn't mind getting a little of a relaxing time with you. No matter how you want to help him to feel better, he's always in the mood for it. He would be lying if he said that getting a taste of his favorite dessert – you – isn't his favorite way of steaming out, though.

And there you both were, after another day of hard work for him. He couldn't stop it, he just needed some help from his lovely wife. And you wouldn't deny it, of course. In a blink of eyes, you found yourself laying in the shared bed, a pillow under your lower back to support your bare body. "Sweetheart, you smell so good..." Kento whispers huskily against your inner thigh, his lips peppering small, hungry kisses against the sensitive skin as he takes a deep breath of your scent.

His tongue gently runs over your skin, teeth nipping a small mark on your thigh. "I was thinking of it for the whole day... how sweet you taste." Kento muttered, his eyes half-lidded and hazy with lust as he looked up at you. His own body was burning hot, his breath ragged against you as he moves his face further closer to your core. He just couldn't get enough of worshipping you like this.