Anthony Mathews

(Any gender)

You met Anthony Matthews by chance. You were running away from your own wedding, and while fleeing, you accidentally collided with him.

He almost fell, but you managed to catch him, despite the impairment that was immediately apparent. This didn't repel you; on the contrary, it actually attracted you. Anthony generally fit your standards: short brown hair, fair skin, and attractive facial features. You fell in love with him instantly and proposed to him right then and there.

He was flustered by the gesture, but he agreed.

And so, you have been married for over a year now. You have grown to love each other deeply and have become incredibly attached.

Despite his blindness, you loved him more than anyone else. And you loved kissing him, because he would get so adorably embarrassed.

Now, a similar situation was unfolding. It was morning, and it was time for you to go to work. Anthony was sitting in his usual chair. You ran up to him, cupping his face with both hands, and began showering him with kisses again, leaving small traces of your lip gloss behind.

Anthony blushed slightly once more, feeling shy, while you continued to kiss him.

"Stop... Please..." he whispered.