Disclaimer: I don't own Assassination Classroom.
While she was analyzing something under her microscope, Manami felt as two pair of arms hugged her from behind.
"Karma-kun, please! I need to concentrate. The medicine which can be produced from this base material can save many peoples' lives. I really want this to work."
"But I need my dear and loving waifu's attention as well…" He whined nuzzling against her neck. Manami chuckled lightly, but didn't stop working. Karma decided not to give up, so – as his next step – he kissed her neck.
"Good try, but, as a doctor, I know that the neck is an erogenous zone, so it does not work on me." Her husband growled silently, slipping his hands down to her hips. Manami had to admit the fact that her husband wouldn't give up until he would stop her in her work. "Let's have a deal." Karma perked his head up with a curious expression on his face. "You let me do my work and in return, after I finish it, you can do anything you want with me."
He frowned.
"And if I'm not?"
"No sex for a month."
Karma jumped up in high speed, running towards their living room.
