She was pissed. He had returned after months of running missions, only to eat the meal she had prepared and went to bed. Fuming, she slammed the dishes in the sink and stood at the counter. Her hands clenched and unclenched the cloth and her eyes began to glean. If this is marriage, I want out!

She decided to leave the dishes and chores, afraid in her anger that she would destroy the house. She walked past the servants, past the ornate rugs and trinkets he had bought her, heading to their marital room.

He was snoring away on top of the covers, dressed only in his boxers. She paused to lick her lips at his fine muscular form before entering the bathroom. After a relaxing soak filled with bubbles and oils, she stepped out and towelled off.

She didn't bother to put on clothing as the night was warm. She laid down next to him, on her side and facing away from him. He grunted as he felt the bed shift and rolled onto his side, throwing an arm around her. He pulled her close and for a moment she was happy in his affection. Until she felt it. Poke. Right above her butt. Poke. Heeeeeyyy, it seemed to be saying. She tried to quiet her frustration but was poked again. That's it! Enough of this shit!

She pushed him away and he rolled onto his back, still snoring. She quickly straddled his waist and rubbed the tip of his impressive length against her clit, moaning softly as she prepared herself.

She slipped him in, making a soft cry as he stretched her. He grunted beneath her, still sleeping, and she opened her legs a little wider and sunk down onto him. "Kami~" she moaned  and lifted herself a little before sinking back down. His hands instinctively reached out to grab her hips and she increased her pace.

After so long she was needy. She needed him to fill her, to fuck her, to bring some pleasure and excitement to their marriage. She picked herself up and slammed back onto him, each time his head stroked her g spot and she struggled to stay quiet. Her hands went to her breasts and pulled, pinched and twisted her nipples. Her tongue flicked her nipples and she became even wetter.

She set a punishing pace, demanding his seed, and fucked him like her life depended on it. As her pleasure grew she forgot about being quiet and soon the room was filled with her moans, his grunts and the scent of sex.

He had finally woken and was initially confused as he had been having a lovely sex dream but once he realized his wife was fucking him, his reality became a lot more fun. He gripped her hips and slammed himself into her, his hands and fingers bruising her thighs. "More, just a little more!" She begged and he could feel her walls tighten and then pulsate as they rippled in orgasm.

She threw her head back, crying his name, while his hot cum spurted into her, some leaking out onto his pubes. Panting, she remained sitting on him as she caught her breath and her wits. She slid off him and laid back on her side, facing away from him.

"What was that about" his deep voice breaking the stillness around them. "I missed you" she replied. He smiled and laid down on his side, throwing an arm around her and bringing her close. "I missed you too" he murmured while his lips kissed her neck.

Hida smiled and closed her eyes, Kakuzu's warmth lulling her to sleep. Maybe this whole marriage thing isn't so bad after all.