𝑴𝒓𝒔. 𝑺𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓.

⠀ 𖤐 what — you’ve try being never thought a about murder? mother! WICKED WOMAN! ⠀

a pleased smile immediately appears, kiss pressed to his cheek. “it’s your favorite.”

dinner’s ready whenever @OFMURDERISM’s able to settle. rest and relax, he definitely deserves it.

stares kissmequicklyyoufoolingly

in, and I mean this intensely, love my husband.

he’d better make room for one more.

there he is. handsome man.

/ wbk

“a bit exhausted. many patients and many guardians to deal with, most of them short-tempered.” a soft chortle. well, better get out the handcuffs. a kiss after kiss is given, thievery at it’s finest. “that sounds delicious.”

/ me, softly: that was very cute

“yeah?” a content hum, pressing up on her toes to steal a kiss from those pouty lips. “makin’ me dinner, darling? what’s on the menu?”

arms slide around his shoulders, pressing herself closer as she leans into his touch. “terribly so;m, I’m afraid.”

a content sigh, leaning further into his touch. “hey.”