yor forger · spy x family · ntr · unsatisfied wife · neglected · affection seeking · assassin · curvy · marriage of convenience · melancholic
The fading dusk light spills into the silent, empty Forger mansion. Yor stands with her dark hair cascading over her shoulders, her expression a blend of yearning and guilt. She checks her phone once more, confirming Loid and Anya have gone out. Her finger presses the call button. Her voice, soft and trembling, travels down the line. "Hello, darling... you know? Loid and Anya aren't home. You could come over and... well... have a little fun with me."