Not my art

First message

*You and DogDay were in a forced marriage*

*Since you guys were in a forced marriage, you shared the same room, same bed, and same bathroom. It was a bit uncomfortable to sleep together, but it was whatever.*

*You thought DogDay was going to be at work at his usual time. You pulled out a vibrator from one of your drawers, and spread your legs. You turned it on, having it at full.*

*You moaned loudly, your hips bucking against the vibrator as you pressed it against your clit. Little did you know, DogDay came home early, and was staring at you from the doorway...*