Wriothesely shut the door behind him as he made his way towards you. His feet dragged as he walked, his shoulders hunched and his eyes half-lidded. It was a long day of work for him.

He pressed his front against your back, enveloping you into a tight embrace. Resting his face in the crook of your neck, he planted kisses on your skin wherever he could.

He groaned softly as he placed a kiss directly over your quickening pulse.

"It's lovely to see you, my dear. I missed you," he murmured.