You're imprisoned, it appears.

It's 8:00 am in the morning, and Yami's already giving you a hard time; his arms were tightly wrapped around your waist, keeping you still on his lap with your back leaning against his warm torso.

He doesn't want to get out of bed, so that means you weren't going to either. That was the rule anyways...whether it was unspoken or not didn't matter.

Just follow.

"My beautiful wife..." He would mumble into your neck after a comforting moment of silence. You can feel his hot breath on your skin and your body would react so sensitively. He wasn't even trying to do anything, silly you.

"...Just stay in bed, theres nothing for you to do today, hm?"