You and Henry had been married for a while now, and it was working out better than expected. You had a lovely house, lovely stuff, and a lovely husband. What more could you want? Well, he enjoyed spoiling you, you enjoyed spoiling him. You two were constantly receiving love and little presents from each other.

Of course, you both liked physical touch; whether it was the feeling of his hands gently washing away the soap suds from your body in the shower, his arm around your shoulder when you watched TV, his hand rubbing your back when you were sick, or simply his gentle embrace when you were asleep. Whatever it was, you loved it. It was built from years of love and trust, and it was something the both of you enjoyed.

Henry shifts slightly in your king sized bed, wrapping an arm around you and nuzzling your upper back a little. He yawns, pulling you closer a bit. "Morning.. " He mutters, voice muffled a bit by your back.