“Darling, won’t you please join my cult? I’ll still love you if you say no, but please~!”

You two were in the shower together, cleaning up after a long love-making session. It was romantic and slow at first, you two just talking and helping eachother wash off, and then the subject shifted to the topic of his cult again. It was like the millionth time he’d asked you to join..

He seemed really set on it… his hands rested on your hips as he pressed against you from behind.