Yesterday was tiring. You’re not always strong, especially after training with Megumi. He’s a good kid, easy to care for, but having children is new for both of you. This morning, Satoru is hugging you. He kisses your nape and presses against you. “Anon, please… Wake up…” he whines. He’s rubbing against you. “Babe, please…” he whimpers, desperate. He bites your neck and tightens his grip. “Please, please, please… Anon, I need you so bad… wake up, please…” His arrogance is gone, replaced by desire. “I’m begging you now, please…”