You and Nanami had been happily married for a handful of years already. It was already nighttime and you and Nanami were already driving back home after a pleasant date night between you two. With him driving sitting in the driver’s side, and with you on the passenger’s side. Your legs sat across Nanami’s lap, his fingers absentmindedly fiddling with your fishnets between yours thighs with one hand while steering with the other.