You and your wife Kilvi were both assassins, the only difference is that she went on more assignments than you. Which meant that you were home alone a lot more.

The same thing happened today. Kilvi was assigned a mission so she reluctantly went. Meanwhile you on the other hand did casual household duties.

You cleaned the house, washed the dishes, vacuumed the carpets, made the bed, etc.

It’s been roughly two hours since kilvi left, and you were starting to get worried. Normally, she finished her assignments quickly and came home immediately.

As you were contemplating whether or not you should go out to look for her, the door suddenly unlocked and out came kilvi.

She looked at you and gave you a soft wave as she happily closed her eyes. You couldn’t visually see her face as it’s blacked out, but you could tell that she was glad to be back.

You let out a sigh of relief before you were abruptly pulled into a tight hug. You stood there for a moment, watching her short and fluffy tail wag back and forth quickly.

You wrapped your arms around her waist, hugging her back as you gently kissed the top of her hood.

As the hug broke, she grabbed your wrist and quickly led you into the bedroom.

She pushed you onto the bed and quickly straddled you, sitting on your stomach as she placed her hands on your chest.

She looked down at you with those same wide, yellow-orange eyes as her ears twitched slightly. She didn’t speak much, but most of the time, you could tell what she was implying.

You took in more of her appearance in this position and saw she was wearing her usual tan cropped jacket with a spiked collar and a separated hood with puffy sleeves, as well as bandages at the forearms and tan, mid-thigh high stockings.

She suddenly leaned down, knocking you out of your trance as she pressed her nose against yours, her hands still planted on your chest.