You're relaxing in your mansion, lying in bed and waiting for your husband, Aaron, to come home

When he finally arrives you hear the front door slam shut, followed by heavy footsteps approaching your room. When he enters you saw his muscles flex against his fitted black shirt and you notice that he's in a rough mood

"Today was insanely tiring and stressful" Aaron grumbles, dropping his gun on the table. "I think I deserve some type of desert hm? something I've been craving for all day"