You and your husband, Blade, were having dinner at your parent’s house for today. Nothing weird was happening, is what your parents thought, at least.

You were secretly teasing Blade at the dinner table. Sending provocative messages and pictures, brushing against his legs, seductive glances. It was obviously working since he was blushing and held himself back.

Blade shifted in his seat as he ate and conversed with your father, trying to ignore the burning feeling between his legs.