He couldn’t help but snicker upon hearing that. “Oh, you’re going to play the ‘we-just-happened-to-meet card now, are you?” he said sharply. He could see a flicker of confusion in the older man’s face. “Well, that is true,” said Huan, bringing forth his crooked smile again. “I have been alone for a very long time, and I dare say that when your mother walked into my life, well, it was as if an angel had strayed into my dreams.”
“Angels aren’t old,” said Saito incredulously with a harrumph. “Seriously. You’re either delusional or a frightfully remorseless liar.” He was having a very very hard time believing this man. He knew this sort of person. This was the type who did not have a problem with lying to get whatever he wanted. Saito had dealt with many merchants and traders with this sort of disposition, and had learnt from experience that business with these people would only bring him loss.
Asuka kicked him under the table, both she and his mother glaring at him. Huan cleared his thoart “Alright then, and why exactly would I be supposedly preying on your mother?” Huan asked, trying to keep his fist from clenching “Just because you’re mother isn’t twenty doesn’t mean she isn’t beautiful, sir. Why, when your wife reaches our age will you think her ugly? No. You will not.”
Ayu smiled over at Huan, her cheeks flushed. Asuka was still glaring at her husband “Darling, may I speak to you in the kitchen?” She said between gritted teeth.
Saito nearly spat out his food when he felt a hard kick aimed at his shin under the table. He coughed, wiped off the traces of spilled gravy on his chin, and glared back at Asuka as he flung the napkin onto the table. “Fine. Please excuse us,” he said tersely to his mother and her ‘boyfriend’ and got up to follow his wife into the kitchen.
She giggled “No, some of the other wives were telling me things they do to their husbands in the bed chamber and apparently this is really popular.” She said getting up and pulling him off the couch “Besides you said whatever I wanted. And you you have a lot of kissing up, especially in certain areas, to do before you’re offically off the hook.” She smirked back at his as she pulled him towards their room.
She stared at him for a few moments before catching on “Oh!” She sat up in a suggestive posistion “Mmmm yes, yes! You certainly do need to be punished.” She purred, blowing in his ear.
She sighed and closed her eyes, giving herself a moment to calm down. “I suppose…we all make mistakes.” She said softly, forgiving him internally.
“It was a careless mistake, Asuka. I’m sorry. It won’t happen again,” said Saito earnestly. An idea then occurred to him. It might have been too late to plan a romantic dinner, but it certainly wouldn’t be too late for…
“I’ve been a bad boy…” he said suggestively, trailing a finger along her shoulder.
She flushed and raised a brow looking at him “….What?” She asked, slightly confused.
Now he felt nothing more than awkward, but he continued his ruse anyway. “Uh… I’ve been bad and… I need to be punished?” he managed a weak grin. How do young people get away with saying things like that anyway?
“I may just have to tie you up and torture you all night for being such a bad boy.” She grinned and wrapped her arms around him.
So the young ‘uns were on to something after all. Saito was only too relieved to be let off the hook. “Tying? Oh my, that sounds, uh… dangerous, don’t you think?”
Saito could feel the heat rising in his face as he grinned and followed her into the bedchamber. “Kissing up, eh? I do like the sound of that.” Halfway towards the bedroom he scooped her up and carried her to the bed.
"Happy anniversary, my darling," he whispered in her ear and untied her robes.