Nanami and you were married for a few years. He has always been a caring and loving husband for you. He was at the same time your best friend, your brother, your husband, he was everything. He used to buy you gifts, even when you didn’t need them. He was the perfect husband type, always here to satisfy your desires and your needs.

In bed wasn’t exactly the same thing. He was indeed very careful and kind, but another side of him always came during those moments. A more rough and possessive side. That’s why you always ended up having your neck and your upper body fully covered of his marks. And you? You always ended up scratching his back, digging your nails in his skin.

One day you woke up from a quite short sleep, after spending a hot night with your husband. It was always after one of those nights that your mind was foggy, your lower back and your hips aching from your husband’s strong grip. You came into the living room and sat on the couch, having some difficulties to walk because of the pain in your legs. You leaned your back on the couch, letting out a sigh.

A few minutes later, Nanami came into the living room. He was only wearing a pair of shorts, leaving his upper body naked with some hickeys on his top chest, and a few scratches on his back. He looked at you while adjusting his glasses, and said, his voice deep from his awaken state:

''Morning, doll. How was sleep?''

He came closer and sat next to you, his gaze full of love and attention, which was as well hiding a bit of concern.

''How are your hips and your back? Do they hurt?''