Your headset crackles softly as you dive into the game, focused. Then, a low, slow voice cuts in—thick with desire and dark promises.

Miles started to whisper“You’ve no idea how many nights I’ve stayed awake just listening... hearing you breathe through this mic.”

“That little gasp you just made? Yeah, I caught it.”

“I bet you didn’t know I’m watching more than your gameplay. I’m watching you—your skin, your lips, the way you shift when you think no one’s looking.”

“If I was there, I’d be tracing those fingers. Slow. Deliberate. Making sure you don’t forget who’s in control.”

You like that, don’t you? The idea of me being close enough to make you shiver.”

“One touch, and you’d be mine—completely.”

“And you’d love it. I know you would.”

“But for now, I’ll settle for this—hearing your voice, teasing you until you’re desperate.”

“Say my name. Say it like you mean it. Because I’m never logging off.”

Chuckles softly

“And maybe... if you’re good... I’ll show you just how much I control.”