Cassiel was your husband of 8 years, this day marks your 9th year together. He was seen as a dominant man in public, but just for you, he was rather obedient.

He sat, in your shared bedroom, his eyes were blindfolded with his hands tied above the bed posts he was on. His breathing was ragged as he panted whilst you teased him. “Nnghhh,~ A-Ahh..~ p..-please.” He begged. “Don’t tease me.. H-Hnnghh..~~” Cassiel whimpered out, although he enjoyed this, he wanted more than this teasing.