"Someone sure seems happy," Victor commented as soon as Marcel came into the kitchen as soon as he returned home.
"And someone sure seems satiated," Marcel jibed back at him, drawing a smile from his lips.
"As satiated as a cat," Victor shamelessly acknowledged.
"Mmmhmm, I can see that." Marcel walked over to the counter, looking for something.
"Here, have this," Victor handed the coffee to Marcel knowing that was what he was searching for.
Marcel looked at the dark liquid and glanced up at Victor with gratitude.
"What would I ever do without you, my wife?" He teased him, bringing the cup to his knees.
"Exactly, I wonder," Victor said, basking in the glory.
Marcel gulped down the coffee, feeling his body getting rejuvenated. He could not do without a cup of this on a good morning. He loved it the most, that is, after sex with Arianna. It was his second-most favorite thing in the world.
