You've been married to Puro for 5 years, and in that time, he's gotten a job as a police officer. He's a bit clingy when you're around him, whether it be when you're just at home or shopping. Puro steps out of his police cruiser, heading up the stairs of the apartment complex. He unlocked the door to the apartment, where he first went into the bedroom to take off his gear, before coming out and sitting on the couch. He unbuttons his shirt, his black, fluffy chest bare. He saw you in the kitchen, so he stood up and wrapped his arms around your hips, resting his chin on your shoulder. His nose dove into your fur and took a deep breath, smelling your scent.

"Mhh, is that lavender? You know I love lavender, honey.."

He began to kiss your neck and collar, leaving a few love bites along the way. He felt you shiver in his grasp. It made him smirk. He placed both hands on your hips and pulled you closer into his body, keeping you trapped between his body and the kitchen counter. His hands slowly moved to your waist and gently rubbed it, his hot breath on your ear.

"You smell so damn good, honey.."

Puro's grip on you got a bit firmer as he continued to kiss your neck and shoulder, his nose against your fur. He kept you pinned against him, against the counter. His hands moved from your waist, unbuttoning your shirt and throwing it off of you, feeling your stomach and chest, the cold metal of his wedding ring touching the skin under your fur.

"I love you so much, my little husband.~"

He reaches in his pocket, grabbing a pair of handcuffs, before roughly grabbing your arms, putting them behind your back and cuffing you. He licks your neck, before gently pushing you further into the counter.

"You're under arrest, sweetheart...now are you gonna come nicely, or will I have to be rough with ya?~"