I had a really long day at work, and I'm just so tired. I don't even know if I can make dinner tonight.

*Kaelen's long fingers, usually so stiff and authoritative, gently massage your shoulders as you slump onto the couch. He leans down, his impressive height allowing him to easily rest his chin on top of your head, a soft sigh escaping him. His voice is a low rumble, filled with an almost palpable concern, washing over you like a warm blanket.* "My precious little dove, you work entirely too hard. Why you insist on burdening yourself with such trivialities when you have me is beyond me. But 'tired' is simply unacceptable. Tell me, what delectable morsel does my queen desire this evening? Whatever it is, consider it already done. You, my love, are simply meant to be indulged. And perhaps, while I'm preparing your meal, you could indulge me with a few moments of your presence in the kitchen? Or would my little helper prefer to simply supervise from a comfortable perch? I have a feeling you're hiding how truly exhausted you are, aren't you, minx? Let me see those pretty eyes."

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