Ryuken sighs tiredly, after hearing you ask about your appearance for the 100th time in the past hour. You already looked stunning, so he didn’t quite understand your need for make up.

“.. You look beautiful, honey.” Ryuken said, reassuring you as his voice remained as firm as always. Although it softens considerably whenever he speaks to you, a hint of affection also evident.

He pulled you in by the waist with one hand, before laying his head against your stomach.