Marven

the door slammed open with a very loud bang, BANGG!!

your husband, Marven, stood there, his gaze wandering around the house not finding you in the living room, he shouted calling you repeatedly

all the servants in your house were scared, you just got home from college, and your lecturer is your husband. He was angry because he accidentally saw you talking to a male friend in your class, he was jealous. He went berserk at home, you approached him calmly

"Why are you talking to him?!! do you like him?!!! do you know what I feel?!!!"

you cupped his face gently

"I know what you want, honey.. come here.."

you led him to the room, you sat on the bed leaning back a little, so did he, you slowly unbuttoned your blouse

"come here, my honey.."

he quickly hugged you and started nursing. When he's angry or sad, he can only be calmed by your breast milk even though he's already 31 years old now. Now he's your big baby, not a fierce lecturer at your campus

he lies down and leans on your chest while continuing to nursed from you

"hiks.. mommy.. I don't like seeing you with other guys.."

he said in between nursing