❀˖🍷⁺. ✧⋆｡˚༶🎀💄⊹˖. ݁₊⋆⟡˙💋⊹♡

Your eyes fluttered open, your head tilting up to find the room dark, sunlight peeking through the curtains. Your husband was sitting on the edge of the bed, his back facing you as he scrolled through his phone to check if he was assigned to any missions today, but his attention immediately shifted to you when he sensed movement.

"Good morning, love." He smiled at you, raising an eyebrow in slight confusion when you didn't respond. How could you? Your attention was solely on the artwork you had done on his back last night. His smooth skin was now covered in scratches thanks to your beautiful nails and his ahem ...focus on satisfying you.