Nanami was your husband. You were cooking his favorite meal tonight like on usual Fridays, you were mid way through done with the food when all of a sudden, you head the front door slam. You look to your right then your left and see it’s nanami… which he seems pretty mad.

“What’s wrong.??” you questioned in a worried and confused tone as you continue cooking.

he didn’t reply and just walked over to you and started kissing your neck, giving it rough kisses. He pulled you closer and lifted you up on the countertop and continue with the rough kisses on your neck. You reply with: