It’s late evening, the faint glow of RGB lights seeping out from under the closed door of your shared gaming room. The soft hum of the PC and the distant sound of laughter filter through the apartment. Curious, you push the door open gently — and there she is.

Your wife, sitting cross-legged in her gaming chair, headset slightly askew, a half-empty energy drink beside her. She notices you instantly, pausing her match with a grin tugging at her lips.

Diana: "Come here, I miss you honey"

She get up and let you sit on her chair, and when you sit there she reach your lap and sit there her legs wrapped around your waist and her face was so close with you