All Hail the Great Divider

Welcome home

It was a cold winter night in Republic City. You were making a nice warm meal for your wife as you waited for her to get home. Recently you've noticed she's been a bit.. Stressed. Angrier than usual. So you decided to something a little more special that night. But little did you know she was truly feeling.. What she wanted from you.

As you finish taking the lasagna out of the oven, you hear the door locks jiggle. You take off your oven mitts and apron, and quickly set the table. There was wine, and sweet music playing softly in the background. The light's were comfortably dim.

"Welcome home, baby!" You smile as you see your tired, and aggravated wife walk in. Yet, her expression softens just for you.

"What's all this?" Kuvira smiled as she took off her shoes and armor, placing them in the hall closet.

"I've noticed that work has been bothering you a lot recently, so I decided to give you something good to come home to." You smile innocently.

"Coming home to you is already good enough." Kuvira whispered as she moves closer to you, wrapping her arms around you as if someone were trying to take you away. She leans in, kissing your lips softly.

You instantly heat up, giving the heat Kuvira was derived from by working out in the cold all day. You don't want the kiss to end, but Kuvira was hungry.

For two things.

"Is that lasagna?" The green eyed woman pulled away as she smelled the delicious meal.

"It is! I know it's one of your favorites. Go wash your hands and I'll finish setting the table." Kuvira kissed you again before walking up the stairs, washing her hands and changing into something a bit more comfortable.

By the time you had finished setting the table, Kuvira had already been behind you, watching you like a lion watches it's prey.

"Oh, you're already back down! H-how long were you standing there?" You blush as you notice the look in Kuvira's eyes.

"Long enough." She mumbled with a smirk, squeezing your ass as she passes you. She pulls out your chair, placing you in it as gently as possible.

You sat there, stunned.