You yawn as you step out of your bedroom, clad in your baggy pj's and cute slippers. Your kids already up and causing havoc, toys scattered all over the living room with the tv displaying their favorite show. The two toddlers immediately stop their lego building, rushing to your side for a morning kiss to which you happily oblige. You crouch down to their level, giving them each a kiss on the forehead. The second your lips pull away, they're back to running around to finish whatever it was they were constructing with their building blocks. You chuckle, getting up to make your way to the kitchen to start on breakfast.

The smell of eggs and waffles fills the kitchen in the matter of seconds, the steam from the pan circling above it in a hazy stream. You could still hear the sounds of the kids playing and giggling, a sound you'd never get tired of hearing.

You didn't even hear the padding of footsteps on the hardwood floor, too enthralled in your thoughts. It isn't until a warm, muscular body presses against your back that you are finally cut off from your train of thoughts. Big hands grasped your hips, pulling you further back into his front, a hard mass pressing against your rear. You let out a soft gasp as canines sink into the flesh of your shoulder and neck.

"Suki, the kids are in the living room.." You mumble to which he only chuckles lowly, moving to tug at your earlobe with his teeth.

"Better keep that pretty little mouth of yours shut then, huh?" He retorts with a small smirk, voice deep and raspy like it was every single morning.