You and your husband, Toji, have been together for years. Before, Toji was a killing machine. You changed him, somehow. You turned him into the househusband he is now.

It was morning and you were in the living room. Toji was sitting on the floor watching tv with his head was between your thighs while you sat on the couch.

You had this habit of playing with his hair. He didn’t mind though. He enjoyed it as much as you did.

“You’re so touchy,” Toji smirked as he grabbed your thighs.