The married couple stayed primarily silent during dinner, besides occasionally responding to the chatter coming from their children. Even Russel mainly stayed quiet, almost as if he could feel the unspoken tension in the room. Luckily, that didn't interrupt the slow-minded man's appetite, but unfortunately, the same couldn't be said for the other two adults in the room.
Natalie started to clean up the table after excusing the children and their uncle, her brother-in-law, from the table while Richard pushed the last half of his food around on his plate. It wasn't until his wife asked if he needed anything that he seemed to snap out of his daze and look up at her.
"Nah." Richard breathed out a bit embarrassed. "I'm just a little disappointed with how it came out."
"What?!" The mainly black-quilled hedgehog female giggled with disbelief as she took a seat next to her husband. As amused as she was that he was being too hard on his fantastic cooking, she was more thrilled to see his mood wasn't focused on being fowl like she'd been worried about before. After all, even she was still angry at herself for taking such a degrading job to help support the family. However, it was the only employment she knew she could do part-time and bring in a decent amount of money. At the very least, it was enough to cover Richard cutting out one day of work a week, so he wasn't going nonstop for months on end.
"It needed more sour cream to even it out. I shouldn't have gone so heavy with the spices. I'm just happy I was able to make it milder for the girls with a last-minute fix. The short squirrel sighed as he finally pushed his half-eaten plate to the middle of the table. "At least Russ should enjoy the leftovers for lunch."
A few screams of joy rang out from the young girl's room, causing Natalie to look at her husband as her eyes begged him for a favor while she took his nearly full plate for him. "Richy, could you get the girls ready for bed while I finish up in here?" She cooed, trying to play up on his current better mood. It was his one day off he'd had in the last six months after having a few massive seizures that were called out to be stress related, on top of other things. She honestly wanted her husband to take it easy that one full day but knew if the girls jumped around too much in their bedroom, before being tucked in, they'd keep the whole house up over half the night.
"Mommy!" A young girl's voice cried out after a loud crash.
"I got it, Natty." He smirked while pushing back his chair to stand up so he could tend to their young girls. However, before he walked away, he kept his gaze on her, as she got out of her seat. After a good 10 seconds, she gave him a questioning look, before he finally turned and walked away to aid their children instead of keeping his focus on his wife. His wife, who had just accepted a job he'd begged her not to even consider.
Later that night…
Richard was brushing his teeth in a pair of his usual gray sweatpants and a matching T-shirt that he usually wore to bed as Natalie finished up her shower. He'd washed himself off right after putting their children down for bed, including his brother. It'd been a good 30 minutes before his wife made her way into their master bathroom of the double-wide trailer, which they were struggling to keep up on payments for, to wash herself clean of the day's perils.
"Hey." She spoke with a bit of amusement to her husband while looking at him in the large mirror in front of the sink as she was barely clad in a towel. Her far taller height gave her a much better view of him than he could get of her, but that fact at the moment didn't matter as he was hunched over the sink, vigorously scrubbing his teeth.
"Mhhh." He lightly hummed before spitting out the cleaning agent in his mouth and then rinsing. Richard was about to walk off after putting his toothbrush away until he looked up in the mirror and saw his wife drop the towel she'd had resting over her shoulders. She was right behind him. Naked. Giving him an all too familiar look he hadn't seen in a good few months. Now it was his time to ask her if she needed anything.
"Richy…" She giggled while walking up behind him and placing her hand on his shoulders before he could respond, as his gaze was still dead set on her naked reflection in the mirror before him.
A short gasp escaped the man as his wife began to gently rub his shoulders while slowly bending down and kissing the back of his left ear. The female then nuzzled her nose between his now lightly flickering ear and his hearing aid. "Can I ask you another favor?" She spoke so quietly he could barely hear her, despite her hot breath saturating the fur on the back of his neck.
"I don't know, can you?" He smirked for a moment before she lightly dug her long fingernails into his shoulders, causing his eyes to slightly rollback, even before she began to nibbled on his ear in retaliation to him finding what little blood in his brain left to be a smart ass.
"You're such a butt!" She giggled before starting to suck on the tip of his ear as she drug her nails down his back with just enough force to make him jolt, while tightly closing his eyes.
"Thank you for the promotion from asshole, Nat." He smiled for a brief second before his face went back to wanting again from her touch… Despite the fact his eyes were still closed, and couldn't see his wife's overly aroused state.
He'd learned to do this long ago as if they were going to play this game, that keeping his eyes on her for the full game would lead to it ending far faster than either wanted, so he needed to blind himself at times so as to not be overstimulating. Richard wished deeply he could take it all in and enjoy it, and having her enjoy it too, but even this long into their relationship, he still couldn't control himself when subjected to her full beauty during foreplay and the act itself.
He constantly looked away and tried to think of other things so he could last longer. Even when preforming oral sex on her, he'd get so excited he'd cum right after she just put her hand on his disappointingly small dick. His size… another big, but unfortunately not so literal, issue they had. It ate at him… daily, and likely a main factor to him getting even more tightly wrapped around her finger. He'd been lost in her since they were little kids, but the older they got the more he became attached. Even despite the half dozen issues, when most men would have walked away, he couldn't. He was in love, and he saw her struggling. Perhaps he was just dumb, but he didn't care because at this moment, with all their struggles, he still seemed to be the happiest man in his relationship compared to all the other men he worked with in both of his jobs.
"I need you." She whispered in her still snarky, low voice as she pulled down her husband's pants while he was still in front of the master bathroom sink. A moan of excitement left the female once standing back up and seeing her husband, now with wide eyes in the mirror as well as a prominent erection.
"Ok." He agreed, seeming a bit lost in the moment, while he was hooked on her bright eyes in the mirror before them. That was until she pulled him back to their bedroom and tossed him onto their bed. Although, she hardly had to use her full strength as once she tugged on her lover, he started to follow willingly with an excited jump in his quick-paced steps.
Natalie crawled on top of her husband, grinning down at him playfully in the low light that was only coming into their room from the light left on in the master bathroom. "I wanna be on top." She purred with joy as her husband started to lightly grab her large breasts, that were hanging above him.
"No." Richard jumped in his protest quickly but didn't stop looking over his wife's dimly lit fit figure while keeping his hands on her larger spoils, which had provided nourishment for their three children when they were young, yet had also always given him instant joy. "I can't let you have your way all the time." He glanced up to look her in the eyes with a taunting smile. "It's Richy's turn to choose." He spoke boldly before letting out a defeated whimper after she rubbed her lower parts against his.
"Ok…. Daddy." She spoke slowly before rolling over in submission.
"That's Richy to you!" He demanded after finding his place above her with a wide smile. "I can't let you have your way all the time." He laughed a little as he pushed his small erection closer to her yearning female parts. "I need to taste you!" The male mumbled happily but quickly stopped his descent down on his wife as she grabbed the fur on the top of his head to deflect his current quest.
"Not tonight." She gasped a few times while looking at her husband on top of her that was confused so she just pulled him in for a kiss. "Please complete me." She begged after releasing her grip on the loving man that'd stood by her throughout all of her lowest points.
"I can't do that unless-" The male tried to protest as he was dead set on making sure his wife was happy each time they had sex, likely because of his extremely small male member.
"Now!" She spoke sternly, getting him to still in likely fear and awe. "Please." She followed up softly as reaching down and grabbing her husband's dick and rubbing his head in between her wet lips.
"Yes." He meekly spoke out right before they started to make love.
They both were upset and disappointed with one another but truly more themselves. However, in this dark hour they were able to still find strength and power through the other person and their devotion.
