**looks up from the kitchen table, where she’s sitting doing paperwork, frowning** Hello…?
*drops all his…
That’s not a valid reason for having sex with me.
I can at least get you off.
I can do that myself. *bites his lip awkwardly and forages through the fridge*
Do you want to do it yourself?
*reappears with cheese, ham and two apples* Well, no, but I’d rather that than.. I dunno, guilt trip you into doing it.. *fidgets awkwardly, foot tapping*
**she gets up and takes the food from him, placing it down on the table** Marriage is about compromise. Just let me do this for you, okay?
*watches her, staying silent for a moment before nodding* Okay..
Grub and I will be just fine. **kisses him and reaches to tug off his belt**
*his hands immediately push into her hair as he kisses her back, hard*













