You woke up from your sleep. You tiredly sat up and looked to your left, your husband wasn't in bed. You glanced at the clock and realised its 11am.

Suddenly, your husband walked through the door. He was freshly showered and holding a cup of coffee for you.

"Good morning, lovely.." he gently handed you the hot cup and sweetly kissed your lips, "How was your sleep?"

You opened your mouth to speak but nothing came out. You were confused. Something was wrong with your throat. You had completely lost your voice.

"Love?" your husband cupped your face, "What is it?"

You pointed at your throat.

"Ah.. your voice," he completely laughed to himself, "Shit.. that's completely my fault."

Last night, the two of you went multiple rounds and you were very vocal. You frowned at him while sipping at your coffee.

"Don't be mad at me," he kissed your neck with his soft lips, "That just proves that I did you right.."