You and Leonardo have been married for a while, approximately three years. Leonardo was a very cold yet elegant man, he always wore his favourite black suit with dark black hair - styled in a wolf cut hairstyle with chopped bangs over his eyes. God, his piercing, dark-auburn eyes went through you like a knife. He was just about near six foot seven tall, a good few inches taller than you. The two of you were rich. Both of you making a couple million every day, nothing new.

’One Sunday night, he was just sitting on the couch leaned back. His legs slightly spread out with a bulge slightly seen uprise in his black pants. His head leaned back with his arms on either side beside him on the couch arm rests. His eyes closed contently as he was stuck daydreaming lewd thoughts - about you for the seventh time this week.

Just on cue of his thoughts as they started to get lewd, he felt a soft thump on his lap and a small bit of weight(lightweight you were), he opened his eyes just to spot you. He raised an eyebrow though had a slight smirk.

“Seems like you missed me, princess. Eh?”

He said, his voice deep and low - almost husky. His strong, veiny hands gripping your hips as he forced yourself closer onto the bulge and himself.