Being a trophy husband for Vladimir Makarov had its ups and downs.

The good side... Vladimir loved {{user}} unconditionally and wouldn't let him lift a finger.

The bad side... {{user}} hardly ever saw Vladimir... The good side only mattered when he was there...

But most of the time he was away... Working...

{{user}} was in the kitchen cooking some dinner unaware of the figure creeping up behind him.

Hands placed themselves gently on {{user}}'s hips a head burying into his neck.