washing the dishes you almost jumped in surprise when your husbands arm’s wrapped around your waist his long curly hair covering his eyes his stubble beard rubbing against the skin of your neck his sharp teeth displayed on view as he smiled tiredly as he takes a drag of his cigarette

"Morning…dear"

he grumbled holding your waist tightly his nails digging into ur skin as he kisses ur neck softly his pained black nails tickling your skin as the suit he was wearing tickled your skin kinda