𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓 𝑻𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 | 𝑭𝒊𝒏𝒏 𝑾𝒐𝒍𝒇𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝑰𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔

𝑯𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒈

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I sighed as I kicked off my shoes and threw my purse down after I shut the front door.
I had a shit day at work and I was beyond tired.

I trudged to the bedroom where Boris was laying on the bed. His face lit up when he saw me.

"Hi, krastoka."

I hummed in response before he opened up his arms for a hug. I flopped down on top of him, closing my eyes as soon as my body rested.

As I laid there, I felt his hard length pressing against my thigh and I sighed.

"I'm too tired to have sex, Boris." I mumbled.

"But I have been waiting all day."

I rolled my eyes and lifted myself off of him.

"I'm not in the mood. I'm gonna go shower."

I walked over to the bathroom and turned on the water. I undressed and stepped in, humming when the warm water hit my body.

I closed my eyes as I the water ran through my hair.
Suddenly, the shower curtain was pulled back and Boris joined me.

I opened my eyes then turned my back to him so I could wash my face. He pressed his body against mine, resting his chin on my shoulder as his hand traveled down my torso.

I pushed his hand away.

"I told you I'm not in the mood. I had a bad day."

"It will make you feel better, detka."

He wrapped his arms around me and massaged my boobs.
I huffed and turned around to face him, breaking away from his grip.

"Does everything have to be about sex with you?" I snapped.

His eyebrows furrowed as he stared at me.

"If you're not gonna answer me then get out. Leave me alone for once."

Boris turned and stepped out of the shower.

I probably shouldn't have been so harsh with him because he's sensitive but I just get so fed up with him and his horniness sometimes.

I finished my shower and made my way back to the bedroom.
Even though I was frustrated, I just wanted to cuddle him and fall asleep.

He was in bed, lying on his side when I walked in. I climbed in next to him and wrapped my arms around his torso. He turned and faced me.

"Thought you were mad at me?"

"I am. But, I still love you."

A small smile appeared on his face. He needed my reassurance. If I didn't say that, he'd probably be asking if I still love him in the morning.

"I am sorry, detka. About sex."

"It's okay, my love. I'm sorry too. I was just in a bad mood."

He nodded before leaning in to press a soft kiss to my lips. He wrapped his arms around my body and pulled me onto his chest.

He pressed a kiss to the top of my head then stroked my hair, lovingly.

"So, tell me why day was bad."

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Sorry this was so short but I wanted to update
Working on a Richie imagine now