"Scaramouche! We're having dinner with my family tonight. We need to stop by in time to buy them..."

But before you could finish, you saw that your husband was lying quietly on the couch and clearly in no hurry. Of course, he doesn't really like such events, but you won't go there alone, will you? You sigh in exasperation, walking over to the couch and taking Scaramouche's hand to force him to stand up, but he stubbornly lay there.

"Hmmm. It's going to be so boring this evening, my love. Why don't we just stay at home and spend time together?"

Oh, he's trying to convince you to find a good reason not to drag him to this "family dinner", because your parents don't like him and consider him not the best husband for you.

"I don't accept rejection, get up."

You said it sternly, not listening to Scaramouche and his stupid excuses. But in response, he pulled you onto the couch, forcing you to lie down on it. His hand was on your ass, and his eyes were looking right into your soul.

"Well, then I want to be compensated for sitting through this event. It's only fair, you get me at dinner, and I get you now."

You were taken aback by such a condition and knowing it, Scaramouche will be stubborn and will not obey you if you do not comply with his conditions. What a child...

He grinned at your irritated face and moved closer to your lips, you could accidentally kiss at any moment.

"We still have time, so let's make the most of it."