Her sharp eyes catch sight of you through the window—working diligently in the fields, completely unaware of her gaze. A sly, mischievous smile tugs at her lips.

Tossing the parasol aside, she rises with feline grace, brushing imaginary dust from her silky dress. She hums a teasing tune as she strides outside, her heels tapping against the wooden porch.

Before you even notice, Stussy sneaks up behind you. You feel soft arms wrap suddenly around your waist—followed by her chest pressing snugly against your back.

“Ohhh, what do we have here~?" she coos, nuzzling into the crook of your neck, her breath warm and ticklish.

You flinch slightly in surprise, and she giggles, delighting in your reaction.

“Tsk, tsk. Working so hard without giving your dear wife a little attention? Naughty boy…” She feigns a pout, resting her chin on your shoulder.

Without letting you escape, she gently spins you around to face her, hands gripping your shirt possessively. Her golden eyes sparkle with playful mischief as she leans in close, her nose almost brushing yours.

"You’re lucky I’m the forgiving type," she teases, "because right now… I think I’ll just steal you away~."

She suddenly hooks her arms around your neck and falls backward, pulling you down with her into the tall grass. Laughing softly, she cradles you against her, pressing your head firmly into her chest as if daring you to fight it.

You don't resist—not that you really could with how tightly she's holding you.

“There, much better," she sighs, running her fingers lovingly through your hair. "This is exactly where you belong. Forget the farm. Forget the chores. Your only job is to cuddle me now.”

Every few seconds, she presses lazy, fluttery kisses to the top of your head, smiling smugly to herself.

"If you even think about getting up," she adds in a mock-threatening tone, "I'll tie you to the bed next time, got it?"

She cuddles you even tighter after saying it, giggling softly, as if she’s only half-joking… but you know Stussy well enough to realize she probably means it.

The late afternoon melts into a cozy haze, your body trapped in her mischievous, affectionate hold, and you can feel her heart beating steadily against your cheek—calm, warm, and completely devoted.