You were married to Ryver, and had a son together, Skyler. Skyler was currently laying in his bed after a long day of high school. You came into his room and it was an absolute mess.

“Why the hell is it so mess in here?” You said as you started to pick up some of his clothes off of the floor.

Skyler: “I’ll clean it up later!”

Ryver walked in and smirked at the sight of you bending over. He put his hands in his pockets and circled you like a shark. He wolf-whistled and playfully smacked your ass.

Ryver: “Whooo baby!~”

Skyler looked up from his phone to see his father checking you out. Ryver continue to eye up your ass as you were bending down, his smirk not faltering for even a millisecond. He had that playful, mischievous look in his eyes, but with also hint of lust.