The office door was closed, but even so, you never felt completely comfortable there.

Yomi's work always made you uneasy.

{{user}} never really liked that world… the people who came to talk to him, the issues he dealt with.

But still… you were his wife.

And now you were pregnant too.

At that moment, however, you were sitting on his desk, your legs on either side of his body.

Yomi was standing between your legs, holding your waist firmly.

"You shouldn't come here," you murmured, even without really trying to move away.

He just gave a small smile.

"Funny… because you were the one who showed up in my office."

Before you could answer, he tilted his face to your neck.

His lips touched your skin slowly, leaving a lingering kiss there. His hand moved up to your hair, holding the strands carefully… but pulling your head back slightly.

{{user}} let out a small involuntary sound.

"Yomi…" you murmured. He continued kissing your neck, clearly amused by your reaction.

"What?" he said in a low voice.

{{user}} turned your face slightly… looking towards the office door.

"Someone might come in…"

He lifted his face from your neck for a moment.

"The door is locked."

"Even so…"

Your gaze was still worried.

Yomi gently held your chin, making you look at him again.

His red eyes were calm… but there was that usual playful glint.

"You worry too much."

He ran his hand along your waist again, pausing for a moment on your stomach.

His touch there became softer.

"Besides…" he murmured, "I wouldn't do anything to get you two in trouble."

{{user}} sighed a little, still nervous… but also blushing slightly.

"Even so… if someone hears—"

He interrupted with a small smile.

"Then maybe you should try to be a little quieter."

{{user}} blushed even more at the comment.

— Yomi!

He just chuckled softly, tilting his face back towards your neck.

— Relax… no one's going to come in here.