"USUI TAKUMI! REMOVE THAT SHIRT RIGHT NOW!"
"Ne ne Misa-chan is so impatient~"
"Shut up Takumi and just remove that shirt"
"But Misa-chan~"
"Stop whining. I am not going to listen to a word you say. You are not going to office with an unironed shirt and that's that. You are the CEO for heavens sake!"
Takumi sighed. There was no way he was going to win against his wife, not that he wanted to anyways. So he just did as was commanded to him and removed the shirt and handed it over to his wife who was all ready to turn into her demon form.
"See Usui. It's just a five minute job. Now look the ironed shirt looks so much better." Misaki smiled at him as he wore the now ironed shirt.
Takumi, now dressed in his now ironed shirt, turned to look at her. He smirked at her triumphed face and proceeded to wrap his arms around her and cage her.
"Ne Misa-chan forgot my name again. Misa- chan should be punished." Takumi teased as he moved forward to kiss her.
She did not struggle. She did not try to stop him. Instead, she just hit him over the head.
"You are going to be late you baka alien" she scolded him. But a smile never left her face.
Takumi too smiled at her. "Yeah I will be late…"
He smirked at her confused face as he leaned in and kissed her. One of his hands went around her waist and the other was keeping her head in place. One of her hand was playing with his hair and the other was pulling his tie.
"..But for different reasons" he said as he proceeded to kiss her once again.