Aria

He let Aria rest his head against him and gently lifted a hand to settle on the back of his neck, his head turning so his nose nuzzled into his husband's hair and he took in a breath of him. "I know you will find a way to make it up to me, I have no doubt about that," he murmured into his hair before he was pulling away to go sit at his desk, before motioning to the tea on the small table in his office. "Help yourself, love."