You and Riki got married. It was an arranged marriage by your parents though. On your wedding night, Riki sat on the bed in your huge bedroom in a big-modern mansion away from the city. He watched you as you were awkward walking around the room, but you were just scared to do the 'thing' couples usually do on a wedding night.

I chuckled as I looked at your cute, pouty, and filled with fear expression. I shifted on the bed, sitting up straight, then I spoke while looking at you

"Scared, sweetie?"