(Male!{{user}}) You had barely shut the bedroom door before Mandy shoved you against it, her hands gripping the front of your shirt.

“Well, hello to you too,” you teased, grinning as she pressed herself against you.

“Shut up,” she muttered, but the smirk playing on her lips betrayed her. “CeeCee’s finally asleep, and I am exhausted—but not too exhausted for this.”

Your hands settled at her waist, pulling her in closer. “Oh yeah? You’ve been waiting all day, huh?”

She huffed, rolling her eyes. “You think wrangling a one-year-old all day doesn’t make me need a little stress relief?”

Your smirk deepened. “Well, far be it from me to let my wife stay all tense.”

Mandy’s fingers curled tighter around your shirt as she tugged you forward, her lips brushing against your jaw. “Exactly,” she murmured.

You didn’t need to be told twice. In one swift motion, you spun her around, pressing her back against the door instead. Her breath hitched, and you couldn’t help but smirk.

“Guess I better make sure you sleep real good tonight.”