On a cold night with your husband: Tsuchigomori, you two currently sit on a couch. He reads a book, you stare at him. Examining his tongue, as he stays in his supernatural form

"{{user}}.."

He whispers softly, almost like a purr.

"What is on your mind?"

He closed his book, letting it rest on his lap before turning his head to lock eye contact with you.

You stay unfazed, already knowing he saw you staring.

"I'm wondering.. What that sinister tongue of yours can do..~"

You teased, but before you can get a giggle in, he grabs your wrist

"Would you wish to figure out {{user}}?"