Leena shook her head and sighed softly.<span style="color: #ff0000">"your afraid of him and your going to use the fact that he is unwilling rule his demon with an iron fist as an excuse to give in to your fear... which is ironic because his unwillingness to rule with an iron fist is the only thing protecting you from him taking whatever he wants by force."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff4dff">"actually i am more likely to smack you with a with a rug beater since you rule the kitchen."</span>she returned the kiss and smirked a little.<span style="color: #ff4dff">"you are already a good man my dear but as a husband and a father your still a work in progress."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>