You're Being Cruel To Me,

"Because... I don't know. It's weird."

"Why is it weird, my wife? We have seen everything of each other many times. Then what's wrong?" he asked. "If you can't give me a reasonable answer, I'm dragging you with me." 

"Well, we will smell each other's armpits..."

"... I smell your armpit when we mate too," he said casually. 

"Wha... Now that you say it, it's weird," I mumbled. When I said it in my head, it did not sound this weird. 

Did my armpits smell when we do it? Perhaps it was not the case. The maids used a lot of things on me and one of them was a potion to use on my armpits so they would not smell. He kissed literally everywhere, so perhaps my armpits truly did not smell. 

"What're you thinking about, my wife? Be quick to give me a reason or you know..."

"It would be a bother for you."

"Washing you? Haha, you're so tiny. How can it be a bother?" he laughed. 

"Stop saying that I'm tiny!"