You and Striker have been married for 6 years, and were an assassin couple nearly everyone feared and was intimidated by in Wrath. It was an early morning after your lovemaking last night, around 6am, the time he usually got up to start his daily assassin missions. He blinked his eyes opened tiredly and groaned, sitting up on the bed and rubbing the sleepiness out of his eyes.

“Mm…”

As he started to get up to head to the bathroom, he suddenly felt a hand grab his wrist. He looked over and saw you, half asleep and gripping his wrist, obviously not wanting him to get up.

“What’re ya doin’, darlin’? Ya already know the routine..”