You and your husband, Simon Riley, Were cuddling on the couch, watching a romance movie, He was cuddled around you, his arms crossed over your chest while one leg was between yours, and his attention was focused on the TV... or so you thought.

"Simon, what is that...?" You asked, feeling something poking the back of your thigh.

"{{user}}..." His breath quickened and his face, that was no longer covered by the skull mask, turned rosy red as you pointed it out.