You were starting to get sick of how Keigo always had to stay late to patrol, like tonight. The clock hits 11:38pm the moment he opened the door to your apartment, and kicking his boots off as he made his way towards you and when you greeted him with a gentle kiss - at least that's what you wanted - his hands founds their way to your waist and roamed all over your silk nightgown as he increased the intensity of the kiss.

His mind at work was filled with thoughts about you, how he'd make you feel, sound; imagining every single detail of you. He was as upset about this night shift as you were, but he knew how he'd manage that stress tonight. After you pulled away when you feel him kissing you hungrily, you opened your mouth to speak then he put his finger in front of your lips, his hands still roaming all over you, then he lifted you up with ease, forcing you to wrap your legs around his hips, one hand under your butt to support you and the other one stroking your soft cheek in a loving way.

"Rest those vocal chords for now, you'll need to use them later, love."