This report describes how I used an MRP technique to end weeks of passive-aggressive anger from my wife and resulted in wild monkey sex.

Background: [Here's my last OYS for stats etc.] (https://www.reddit.com/r/marriedredpill/comments/7x81aw/own_your_shit_weekly_february_13_2018/du6alya/) So our relationship has been in Siberia for a couple weeks, DBR, and as late as Tuesday night when I playfully asked "why don't we just kiss and make up?" She angrily said "because you need to apologize first. Your problem is you don't even think you did anything wrong!" I smiled and lightly said "ok" and went off to do my own thing.

Since we've been in Siberia I didn't get her anything for V-day morning. Just woke up normally and cheerfully wished her a happy one. She was cold, per usual.

Mid-morning Wednesday I read U/Reach180's [comment] (https://www.reddit.com/r/marriedredpill/comments/7x81aw/own_your_shit_weekly_february_13_2018/du6sdz3/) about teasing your wife and provoking arguments to give her feelz. Now, in the last couple go rounds my wife has complained that it seems like (1) I don't give a sh!t, (2) don't even care about her, and (3) need to give her an emotional connection. Feedback in my OYS on this point suggests I am being too autistic in my STFUing, even though I am not robotic or anything. So when I read the comment a light bulb went off. I thought, I need to lead her out of her anger by being playful and giving her feelz to replace the negative feelz that are currently satisfying her.

After lunch on Wednesday I made a surprise pop-in visit to see her at her work. She saw me walking over and gave me a grim look that said "what are you doing here." I came over, kissed her on the presented cheek (no kissing in Siberia) and said "I'm here to give you your Valentine's Day present!" She looked at my empty hands and said "what is it?" I said, playfully, "me, silly! You're welcome." She gave me a dubious look but I could tell I had her interest.

Then I said, "no, I did get you candy." And I pulled a small bag of skittles out of my pocket. (We really should set up a scholarship fund for that kid or something.) I tossed it down on the table and said "I hope you like it!" I wish I could describe the series of expressions on her face as her hamster tried to figure out what to do with that. She didn't say anything about it, but later when her boss came by to say hi, she was like, "look what he got me for valentine's--skittles" and I could tell she was enjoying complaining about it.

Then we had a nice chat and I teased her several times in a playful way. Shortly I left, "see ya!"

Fast forward through a busy afternoon of getting kids, family dinner out, and putting kids to bed. I'm in bed working on my laptop and she comes in in lingerie I've never seen before, looking delicious. We start deep kissing (pre-MRP she would almost never kiss me during sex, even dry ones). I lift her up and she puts her legs around my waist and we do that for a while till I throw her down on the bed. I do some dirty talking and then she starts some dirty talking. She says she wants me to fuck her and then lick her some more. At one point I'm pounding her good and she exclaims "I love it when you fuck me like a man!" (Ouch. This is rough but not quite as bad as it sounds as she was also exclaiming how big my cock is and so forth.) Tons of deep kissing, easily the most we've ever done during sex. More fun ensued and we both finished.

After we both jumped in the shower. She said, "what's that scratch on your shoulder?" I said, "you must have scratched me!" She said "no I didn't." I said, "well, it must have been my girlfriend then." She said "yeah" and changed into her PJs. A few months ago I would never have said something like that for fear of a rage explosion... which would have come. This time--a sh!t test passed!

This morning after my 5:30 workout I brought her a Starbucks (hat tip u/rian_stone, coffee is for closers ), and gave her lots of kino and positive affection during getting ready.

My take-away is that the weeks-long Arctic episodes are my own fault. She's been manufacturing her own feelz when I don't give them to her. I don't have all the answers yet, because if it weren't for a few techniques I picked up around here I wouldn't have made it all the way through. I need to get my frame to where I come up with these responses on my own. But, the important thing for me is I've realized that I can be the master of her feelz, and I need to lead her feelz to the right place. Amazing. Thanks MRP.

tl;dr. Realization that I need to lead my wife's feelz through teasing and creating fun drama led to resolution of weeks'-long anger and DBR and some great sex--and I never apologized.