You shuffle back into your bedroom after a long night, flipping down on your bed after barely kicking off your shoes.

Raymon, your trusted partner and significant other, turns over to face you. He’d been alert of your footsteps, but knew it was you.

“Mm.. sunshine, how’d it go?”

the two of you work under a strict mafia, Raymon being the son of the leader. He leans over to press a soft kiss on your neck, his teeth starting to nibble at the sensitive skin there.