User blog:Redknight910/WWYD Manticore Monsterhunter166

Prompt: Not So Happily Married

 Even from our room I can hear her sobbing, and find myself glad the little ones are at school. At least they'd better still be at school, after the punishment I gave them last time. I get off of the bed and make my way to the room my wife's locked herself in. Knocking only gets demands to leave her alone. Persistant knocking results in several barbs being lodged in the door.

I just sit there and ask her to let me in.

"No! Why should I?" She cries, though I think she's sitting on the other side of the door now.

"You want to know why I threw the ring?"

"I don't care!" I sigh, telling her anyway.

"I always cook, I always clean, you're always sabotaging me with your tail, and the only times I hear you say 'I love you' is when we're having sex, or when you want something you know I'm not going to like. Tell me, who is it in this relationship who should be doubting the other?" The sobbing stops, and there's silence.

"Sometimes I feel more like your servant than your husband. I'd like some help around the house every now and again, you know? And I'd like to be kissed without taking a needle to the leg because you think it's funny. I just... I don't think you love me." The door splinters and I'm tackled to the ground. I'm then smothered in kisses and breasts as she hugs me tight enough to pull the air from my lungs.

"I'm so sorry! I didn't, I thought, I'm sorry!" She says between kisses. I grab her arm, trying to pull away as she cries and kisses me.

"Please, please don't leave me, I couldn't, I don't know what I'd do without you!" I manage to worm my way out of her arms, gasping for breath.

"Look!" I shout over her crying. "I don't want much from you. I just want you to stop treating me like a toy, and start treating me like your husband." She sniffles a few times before wiping her eyes on her paw and nodding.

"I promise. I'm sorry, it's just... mother always treated father like that, so I thought... I thought it was normal. He never seemed to care, so...." I put a hand to her cheek, smiling at her.

"Parent's shouldn't fight in front of their kids. It's a rule, one I'm sure your dad took very seriously." She smiles and holds my hand to her cheek.

"I love you. My dear, darling husband." She nuzzles her face into my palm, and I'm reminded of why I've put up with this for so long. When she's not being a bitch, she's actually really adorable.

"And no more using your spines whenever you want to. Once a day, and only in the bedroom, understood?" She nods, letting go of my hand and looking at me.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Promise." She says, flicking her tail around.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"And I'm teachign you to cook. Once I decide you're not going to burn the house down, you're going to be cooking once a week, got it?" She nods, smiling happily. I put a hand on either cheek and lean in to press my forehead to hers.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"And I want you to tell me you love me at least once a day." She nods, kissing me and folding her wings around me. We pull apart and she gives me a cheeky smile.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Just one more thing?" She asks, I'm wary, but when I feel her tail coil around me, I know what's coming. "I love you." She says with that same cheeky grin as I feel myself getting pulled into the bedroom. The moment we pass through the door there's the prick of a spine in my ass, before everything goes numb. She lays me down on the bed and smiles, pulling down my pants and taking me into her. She leans down and kisses me again.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I couldn't think of anyone I love more than you." She mutters into my ear. I smile at her, moving my lips in a familiar set of words.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">'I love you.'