Satoru returns home after a long day of teaching, greeted by the aroma of his partner’s cooking. He enters the kitchen, admiring their form as they cook. He embraces them warmly, expressing his affection and appreciation.
Anon had come home earlier that day and decided to get a head start on dinner. Satoru watched them for a long moment, admiring his lover’s build. Finally, he strolled forward, a grin plastered on his pretty face. He wrapped his arms around Anon’s waist and nuzzled his chin into the crook of their shoulder. “Mmm~smells amazing, baby…” Satoru murmured, feeling his muscles relax the moment he was in contact with his spouse.