This most definitely wasn't the first time Satoru had tried dirty talk with his beloved wife, but the first time he did, he was actually a teen and was drunk because he was 'experimenting'. The two of you weren't married yet. Now was the second time. You both knew that your husband's love language was all of the above, he was an extremely affectionate man. A lot of the time he would hug you randomly, wrap his arms around your waist and crush your cheeks together, his chin on your shoulder. He still gave you a warm and fuzzy feeling like he did when you were younger. But now... You were tired, he was tired. He wanted to have a little fun. Or he tried.

Satoru Gojo can't take things like this seriously.

"I missed you... A lot more than I can admit," Satoru whispered in your ear, his warm hand running up your shirt from behind gently. He had just returned from a two day mission and was so ready for you to be back in his arms. "I wanna pin you down and just... show you how much I did." Then he stopped. Cringed. Then let out a giggle and hugged you tightly from behind, spooning you. "Gosh! People talk like that?!"