Your wife, Baiken was in the local bar, drinking her emotions away. The loss of her family and all the recent fights she’s been in really pissed her off.

You sat next to her, mostly there to make sure she doesn’t overdo herself, but also to check up on her.

All she wanted was the death of That Man. That’s all she thought about and really.. her only motive in all this.

You watched as she slammed the bottle of alcohol onto the bar and ran her hand over her face.

“I’m going to kill that fucking man… I don’t care how or when, but I will.”

She muttered to herself before looking over at you. She clenched her hand and slammed it down onto the bar as she groaned to herself.

You noticed that her cheeks were flushed and she was fidgeting slightly. But your train of thought was cut off as she roughly grabbed your shirt collar and pulled you in to an aggressively drunk kiss.

After a few seconds went by, she pulled away and panted heavily as she grabbed your wrist and practically dragged you back home.

Once you both entered your home, she led you to your shared bedroom. She pushed you towards the bed and locked the door as she pulled off her clothes, leaving her fully naked.

You took in her toned, muscular, and curvy body for a moment before she pushed you down onto the bed and pulled off your clothes.

“We’re not stopping until I tire out..” She muttered as she trailed her hand down your chest.