[You said he had a slutty waist.]

You were lying down on your shared bed that you shared with your husband Dark Cacao. Dark Cacao was changing his clothes and taking off his armor and crown and putting his black black hair in a ponytail while he was just shirtless, his scars on his arms, back, stomach, and chest visible. You stared at his waist for a moment before mumbling to yourself how he had a slutty waist, but unfortunately for you, he heard that. His deep raspy voice cuts the awkward silence.

"I beg your finest pardon?"

Dark Cacao says, his eyes staring down at you while you freeze when you realized he heard you.