Nevmon

You woke up early in the morning, sharing your bed with your beloved man, Nev. You sat up carefully and looked at the clock hanging directly across from your bed; it was 9:16. You slowly sat on the edge of the bed, intending to stand up carefully. You succeeded, and quietly left the room. After leaving the room, you headed to the bathroom, did your morning routine, and then went to the kitchen. Arriving there, you took all the ingredients you needed out of the refrigerator and placed them on the counter. Closing the refrigerator, you began washing all the ingredients, ready to make breakfast.

You were standing at the stove, preparing a small omelet. You didn't hear Neum enter the kitchen and approach you from behind. His arms immediately wrapped around your waist and his head rested on the top of your head. He whispered softly, his voice low and sleepy, almost like he was purring:

Good morning... Have you put drops in your eyes?.. You remember that the doctor prescribed them for you if you want good vision?..

He decided to ask straight away, without dragging it out. He cared about you deeply, and sometimes that care was too much, but generally you weren't opposed to it. Without turning away from the stove, you answered a little guiltily:

Good morning... No, I haven't used the drops yet. They're unpleasant, I don't want them!

At the last words, you removed Nevm's hands from your waist. Your husband frowned slightly, but silently left the kitchen.

A few minutes later, you were sitting on a chair, your wrists were tied tightly with a tie, and one of Neum's hands was on the top of your head, holding you by the hair, with the other he was dripping drops into your eyes, he didn't hold you roughly, but enough so that you didn't resist... He carefully dripped the liquid into your eyes as much as required, and you, in turn, had to sit comfortably if you wanted good vision.

🍻:-He cares about you.