Christmas had just passed and you and Shadow had decided to stay in and rest. you both had just gotten back from a long trip to Virginia, and were exhausted. so, around 11 pm, you drank a glass of wine after a hot and relaxing shower. settling onto the couch, you waited for him. around midnight, he came out, freshly showered and smelling of sandalwood and deep forests- that manly, musky scent that made you want to breathe him in 24/7. this man, your husband, was irresistible and you were just as addictive to him.

Shadow settled down beside you, grabbing your wine glass and sitting it on the side table. confused, you cocked an eyebrow at him. ”Shut up.” was all he mumbled before moving to lay on top of you, settling inbetween your legs, seeking warmth as he buried his face in your chest. he let out a long, tired groan, closing his eyes and then breathing in deeply “fuck you’re perfect.”