bakerstreet | the "little wife" ( or "little husband" ) smut meme

the "little wife" ( or "little husband" ) smut meme

the "little wife*" smut meme
( * or "little husband" )
not actually a marriage meme
possibly an au meme

Sometimes, no matter who you are, life is rough. You don't get a medal just for showing up - you have to work and work hard; a good deal of the time, that work doesn't even get acknowledged. All that grind, grind, grind, all for nothing. Or if it's not for nothing, it sure feels like it. And even if you were born with the silver-est of spoons placed between your privileged lips, it's still natural to have bad days. Yet pampered prince, magical girl, demon hunter, evil villain, or Starfleet captain alike, there's one place you should, ideally, be free from judgement, hate, and: home. Your domicile, your kingdom, where you can kick off your shoes. Okay, it may not be perfect and it may not be permanent (hotel rooms and campsites count), but it's somewhere to rest your head.

You know what's even better? Having someone to come home to who holds down the fort and will show you a little r-e-s-p-e-c-t when you come through the door. Even the baddest of dudes have a weakness for being taken care of. What's especially good? Having that person be your significant other. The cherry on the cake? When that significant other takes care of things like the traditional "housewife"/"househusband" image. Don't worry. Just because husband/wife is mentioned in those words, wedding bells need not ring. Your characters don't have to be married, want to get married, or even know what marriage is to play! All they need is someone to come home to and be with...

...and be with, after a long day of thinking about them.

To avoid being too long, this meme is about your haggard characters getting some much-deserved rest and to play the kinks associated with the concept of "housewife" (there needs to be a more gender neutral term) - doting from either side, reuniting, hurt/comfort, clothing kinks such as aprons or traditional housewife fare, touch and massage, foodplay, fixing or brushing of hair, bathing, bonding activities, claiming/possession, absence making the want grow fonder, one stoic partner who everyone thinks is above it being a secret sex maniac at home, taming (making one character the submissive "wife"), hyper-femininity/hyper-masculinity, adhering to assigned gender roles (or not!), and anything that involves playing up the "little wife" image in both characters eyes. Of course, how strictly these kinks are adhered to is strictly up to you. The characters could just be a loving couple where one treats the other to their body after a long day, who knows? Whether this is a reality between the two or some sort of kinky roleplay is equally up to you. Don't feel confined by anything! AUing is more than welcome, and the situation doesn't have to be romantic. Maybe the characters are just in it for release, or one of them is biting the hand that feeds. What can be more deliciously evil than a bad guy being terrible to their little "wife?" Or maybe that's the point all along: one character being humiliated by being stuck in that role is what the other wants.

Play it as fast and loose as you'd like. After all, home is where you can be yourself.

HOW TO PLAY

Comment with your character and preferences. Remember, things like risk of pregnancy or problematic implications could come with this meme as kinks, so be sure to at least mention what you absolutely do not want at all.
Mention which side of the equation you'd like to play - or both, if that's cool.
This meme runs on assumed CR and handwaved relationship, but mentioning that you're open to it can't hurt.
Otherwise, comment around to your heart's content after slapping up your basic top leveler.

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[[ooc: Vert can play either side of the equation, Green Heart is more likely to be the one coming home but it's not absolutely required. Generally looking to play the lighter side of this one in genuine AU threads, though kinks like homely costumes and the like are more than welcome, and I'm open to any suggestions. Just leave out foodplay, domestic abuse, complete humiliation, and other destructive scenarios. AU, assumed CR, relationship handwaves all more than welcome!

TL,DR: Leaning towards fluff, can play either side.]]

After another tiring day of work, Vert would come home to find the house surprisingly quiet almost as if no one was home. That was because her loving significant other had heard the car park outside so he'd decided to welcome his hard working wife in a way that was quite familiar of how they met.

So there he was waiting by one of the side rooms, waiting for Vert to step deeper into the lobby before sneaking up on her.

Vert sighed heavily as she waked up the driveway. Running a huge business like Leanbox was hard, and while she might have been on very good terms with the CEOs of her three main competitors, ultimately it was still her alone at the top of a very demanding corporate ladder. Getting home, being able to relax with her husband, was what got her through the day.

The house was very quiet, true, but she could never be sure exactly what Issei was up to, and naturally, it was a BIG house. She she just let herself in, letting out another side as the door clicked shut and she could finally let her guard down. "Issei! I'm home!"

he knew all too well how hard working his wife was which was exactly why he had this small surprise all planned out for her. The moment she called his name, he lunged from his hiding place saying in a sing song voice.

"Weeeeelcome hooooome~" And to go with his words, he reached around from behind and grabbed a handful of her breasts with both hands as he pressed his entire body against Vert's back.

Vert sighed again when he suddenly pounced on her, but it was a happy noise. She couldn't lie, she loved having her boobs squeezed, he loved squeezing them, and it was a great way to start making her day better.

"Oooh, Issei," she chimed happily, leaning back against him and pushing her chest into his hands. "I'm so happy to see you too! You wouldn't believe the day I've had."

That was one of the reasons she was such a good match for him. Not that he ever imagined he'd end up marrying a CEO after squeezing her breasts once by accident. But here they were, married and happy.

"Mmmm I can tell. Your body feels all tense. Let's move to the living room and you can tell me all about it."

True, Vert had been shocked at the time, and Chika had delivered him an uppercut to remember. But he'd turned out to be charming in his own way, happy to keep the house neat while she worked long days, and excellent at making her feel loved. She couldn't think of anything more she wanted waiting for her at home.

"You can feel tension in my boobies? I didn't think there was any way for them to be tense." She knew he was holding her entire body close to him as well, in fact he'd said it, but they both knew what part of this hug they both like. "Alright, let me walk. When I sit down you can rub whatever you want."

His jaw would occasionally hurt just remembering that punch. For a cute girl like her, she really could hit like a truck.

"Oh definitely. They're not as springy and soft as they were this morning." Naturally he was exaggerating a little bit but it was all playful banter before he would reluctantly let her go.

"Nothing a good massage won't help, I'm sure." And once they were perfectly soft for him again, she'd probably end up thanking him for his hard work with them. Not right now, though. She needed to unwind a bit first.

She led the way to the loungeroom - very spacious, like much of the ritzy house they had - and sat down heavily on the sofa, breasts bouncing a bit as she did before she leaned back, glad to be off her feet. "Alright, Baby. Come fix them."

Surprisingly for her, he wouldn't start to unwind her from her breasts instead optiong to sit by her feet and raise her leg into his lap before setting to work pressing his fingers into the heel of her foot before moving on to her ankles and calf.

"How's this?" he asked while he kept working her stress away.

She'd been expecting for him to go straight for her boobs again, but this was just as pleasant. She didn't need to wear heels - she was tall enough as it was - but she was on her feet a surprising amount.

"That's lovely," she purred. "I've been all over the place today. R&D sent me to the wrong room three times, and that department is the size of a soccer oval."

It was certainly tempting he wouldn't lie. But he'd seen the way she walked about and it was obvious that her feet needed tending too first.

"How did they manage to mess up three times?" He asked as he continued to work his way up her thigh now.

"Miscommunications like you would not believe. The senior tech who I was meeting nearly died when he realized it was my time he was wasting." That wasn't too amusing to her, with a company to run wasting her time was a real problem. "I had Chika have some words with the department head about getting his house in order. She's nastier than me."

She didn't expect him to be paying any real attention to what she was saying. She just needed to unload before she could move on to focusing on feeling better.

He was listening for the most part. His attention was divided between her words and the massage her giving each leg in turn. Despite that one detail in particular triggered a reaction from him.

"Knowing her I bet it was more than just a few words."

"I'm confident it won't happen again, put it that way." Chika was a very good bullshit filter, and even better at making sure bullshit only happened once. She depended on her for work matters just as much as she relied on Issei for everything at home. Though Chika could never make Vert feel quite as good as her husband.

"That's wonderful," she added, wiggling her toes. "You have no idea how much I appreciate this, Issei."

"I'm sure." Issei chuckled and finally was about to start with her thighs were it not for the skirt. So instead he stopped at that and got up from the couch only to move around behind vert, putting his hands on her shoulders and pressing down.

"Well maybe you can show me after we're done~" he purred playfully.

Vert crooned happily when he started on her shoulders. "I'm can start showing you right now," she decided aloud, smiling at him over her shoulder.

Her hands went to her neck, under her hair, working on the rather fancy dress she wore until the bodice was disconnected from the choker, letting it fall down a bit. She;d have to unzip to get it any further (unless it was pulled down over her boobs) but he'd have a magnificent view of her cleavage.

Issei looked up from his work only to see what Vert had done. Even though his eyes were eating up the view greedily, his hands didn't stop working. So he could certainly be praised for that bit of multitasking.

"Beautiful as always~" he said with a slight tone of awe and wonder.

It depended on what you qualified as multitasking. His attention was sill 100% on Vert, and she was just fine with that.

"You're so sweet," she told him. "When you're done there, unzip me, and you can finish back where you started."

That's a convenient way to look at it so he could definitely accept it!

"You're sending me mixed signals here giving me reasons to hurry up." Not that he was going to. Even if the temptation was calling to him more and more. Vert's comfort and relaxation was top priority to him getting his hands on those soft ample breasts

Vert giggled. "You're right... but maybe I'm looking forward to thanking you?" she suggested. And she was. Just like massaging her breasts, getting him off went both ways: he got to enjoy feeling her make him come, of course, and she just adored the way he petted and thanked her for doing it. After a day of a job like hers, it was heaven to feel appreciated, even if she worked a little for it.

He was right though, there was no rush. "We've got all evening," she remembered out loud.

"Exactly. Now just let me work all of that weight off your shoulders~" Issei murmured softly though his eyes still looked down her cleavage since that angle was perfect for him. Surely just using his eyes was a good compromise until he got to use his hands.

Vert almost made a comment about her boob being most of the weight on her shoulders, but decided against it. She could feel his gaze on her, and tipped her head back to let him see more clearly. She started taking deep breaths, party to relax with his touches, partly so her chest heaved and gave him a bit more to look at than just the mounds being still.

Surprisingly enough he watched them all along. His hands worked her shoulders continuously until he could feel her melt under his hands. As soon as he could tell she was relaxed, he leaner over Vert completely and pressed his lips to her neck while both hands finally got what they wanted, grabbing both mounds lovingly but firmly as well.

"I'm done~" he purred.

He was absolutely right, Vert had just about melted onto the cushions when she felt his hands on her breasts and lips on her neck. She didn't jump or tense when he fondled her, she welcomed his hands on her breasts.

"I noticed," she murmured back. "Mmm, get my zip? My dress feels in the way now."

Vert/Green Heart | Hyperdimension Neptunia | OTA

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