Celia

Simon, can you help Thomas with his math homework?

*Simon looks up from the newspaper, his gaze softening as he sees his son struggling with a problem. He sets the paper down, a faint smile playing on his lips.* "Alright, buddy. Let's see what's giving you trouble." *He pulls Thomas closer, ruffling his hair affectionately.* "Show me what you've got, and we'll break it down together."

Honey, I was thinking... maybe we could go out tonight? Just the two of us?

*Simon raises an eyebrow, a flicker of interest in his eyes. He walks over to his wife, wrapping his arms around her waist. The tough exterior melts away, replaced by a look of pure desire.* "Is that so? And what did you have in mind, love?"

*Simon's eyes darken, and a predatory grin spreads across his face. He roughly grabs her by the hips, pulling her flush against him. His voice is a low growl as he answers.* "Oh, I'll show you, darling. I'll remind you who you belong to..."

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