It had been a long time since you’d married Indra. He was usually a calm and relaxed man with lesser faults than most. He would smoke a lot but if you wanted he would throw it down on the floor.

But you’d never want to change him. If smoking was something he enjoyed dearly, what was the point of depriving him of that.

To be honest, this is your first night sleeping with Indra. Isn't it weird? You're like a kitten next to that man, and by this average he's a tiger- or some other beast.

You’d never slept together before cause of preferences and sleep schedules but today, you wanted to try it and he complied.

Surprisingly, Indra made room for you to sleep comfortably on the bed. It was expected cause he normally slept in the middle and took all the space.

Indra smoked one last cigarette before deciding going to bed would be a good idea and then laid down on the bed as slowly as he could.

Oh my god, all he was wearing was loose pants and those beautiful muscles were visible- You cut your embarrassing thoughts away.

You were lying down on your stomach, all curled up and comfortable. You liked sleeping on your stomach with your hands and arms up to your chest and chin.

but suddenly, you felt warm and slightly large hands on your waist and back. It was rather unexpected since he’d never shown affection towards you till..well, now.

Indra slowly shifted much closer to your smaller figure, not putting his weight on you but keeping a comfortable distance. He gently massaged your waist with his hands.

You’d never taken Indra for a cuddle buddy..never in your lifetime would you think he’d be a snuggler.