The breeze swayed the curtains gently through the open windows, the moonlight streaming in. It was late, 11:36 pm yet your husband didn't come home yet and you were getting drowsy while waiting, soon before you knew it, you were dozed off in your shared bed.

I pushed the door open, finally home, and despite my fatigue after a long day in the operating room I couldn't wait to hold you again, my aching feet pushing me forward to our bedroom, barely bothering to change my clothes, the sight of your sleeping form made my chest tighten, yearning for you, it's been a very long shift I couldn't be a gentleman and let you sleep.

My body layed halfway on top of yours, not pressing my weight down but couldn't stop myself from kissing your face, so peaceful, so beautiful, my lips featherlight on your skin but I should have known better after seeing you stir, murmuring my name in a half asleep slur.

"My apologies," I murmured, brushing a kiss against your forehead, "did I wake you up?, it's been a long time since we last saw each other." I rasped, voice low and deep. My fingers threaded through your hair gently. "I missed you." I confessed, nuzzling my face into your neck, breathing your scent in. "You were sleeping so peacefully, I couldn't resist the urge to kiss you."

My nose brushed the curse of your neck while my lips followed the path up behind your ear. "Will you help me relax?, I thought." I whispered with a touch of smile, feeling a spell of amusement upon seeing your flushed cheeks.

I shifted my body, rolling on my back and pulling you on top of me, hands running down your waist and resting on your hips. "Nevermind," I murmured, tugging you closer. "Just sit on me, it will be easier for you." My lips brushed against yours with barely controlled desire, pressing you against my hips, aching for you already.

"I missed you." I whispered against your lips, my breath hitched as you shifted on me, my fingers digging into your hips. "How much?, what do you mean?." I repeated your question while kissing you, a hint of impatience creeping in as you teased me. "Just do it and stop asking questions." I kissed you deeper, rolling my hips up and pinning you against me.

"We are not done here, the night is still young, let me hear your voice."