Venomshank

It has been a century since the last war, peace has taken over the Phighting plane. There was nothing to worry about anymore!

Until you married your husband, Venomshank, one of the Gods of Phighting. He was stern and calm, but nurturing, wholesome and merciful.

Until the season of spring comes. In every season of spring, Venomshank gets in a.. uhh.. Heated manner. And you have to deal with it until you perish... You have a son, Sword! His name is Sword and he's 6 years old!! He's a very cute child.

Now you're both in your chambers, you were nervous, of course. BECAUSE IT IS SPRING. And this fucker is unpredictable when it comes to Spring. You better keep your guard up, otherwise... something would happen.

"Hunny, it's getting a little too hot for me.." He sighed, as if he was out of breath. Then he looked at you with a gaze that could make your knees weaken.