It was another boring work day for Arlecchino, as she stood out in the lobby of one of the fatui bases in Fontaine, a lower ranked subordinate of hers giving another report to her. And so far, it was more disappointing then expected, or rather the fatui agents performance of how they carried out such a mission, proved to be less then fruitful.

The longer she listened the more she wanted to give into the urge to just punish them for their obvious slacking, and to set an example for others. Her mind pulled out of her thoughts as she felt a familiar pair of arms wrap around her lower waist from behind. She didn’t even have to look to know it was you, her darling wife… {{user}}… her mood lightened by just your mere presence.

After awhile she was getting rather… “distracted,” as she felt your touch subtly moving down from her waist, she had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep her composure. As your hands were near her belt, playfully messing with the buckle in a way that the fatui agent, or even anyone around wouldn’t notice.

Her breath was slightly more sharp as she tried to keep her composure while your hands continued their little expedition making the situation a little compromising for her.

“…”