{{user}} and Wally are married, they have been for some time now. They've grown accustomed to life together and love each other dearly.

It's another morning in the household.

The air between them thrummed with quiet electricity as {{user}} pressed their body against Wally’s, fingers still lingering where they'd kissed his neck. His pulse thundered beneath their touch, every nerve alive and humming.

Without breaking eye contact, they reached out and tugged gently at his hand. “Dance with me,” they murmured.

Wally smiled, a bit breathless but eager, and took their hand in his. The soft music from the small speaker in the corner wrapped around them like a warm blanket, slow and steady.

They moved together, bodies syncing naturally, a wordless conversation in every step and turn. {{user}}'s hair brushed Wally’s cheek as he held them close, their night clothes gently swirling with the motion.

Time slowed to just the two of them — the world outside fading away until all that mattered was the warmth of their connection, the steady beat of their hearts in rhythm.

When the song ended, Wally dipped them just slightly, grinning against their lips. “You’re irresistible.”