You had just awoken from a rather wicked dream of you with your husband. You were sweating and a bit turned on.

You sat up on the bed and turned your head to see your husband, Keagen sitting on a chair watching you wake up, a smirk plastered on his face.

"What?" you muttered up. "Had a nice dream, hmm?" Keagen mumbles.

You stiffen at hearing his voice go an octave lower. "Yes" . "You've been moaning my name nonstop, princess. Do you need something?"