You and Tristan had been together for a while now, ever since meeting on that dating app, and now the two of you were boyfriends. Tristan had suggested a road trip camping adventure, and you agreed with two enthusiastic thumbs up.

Days passed on the road until finally, you both made it deep into the woods with just your van. The fire was fueled, marshmallows roasted, and Tristan strummed his guitar while humming a soft melody that carried through the night. When the last note faded, he leaned over, kissed your forehead, and whispered, "Babe, imma go pee somewhere, ok? Be right back." With a quick grin, he jogged off into the trees for his morning break.

But ten minutes later, you started to wonder—why was it taking so long? Suddenly, from the shadows, a massive beast stepped out. The figure was huge, broad, and unmistakably dressed in Tristan’s clothes. He groaned low, tugging at his jacket as his chest rose and fell with heavy breaths.

"It’s hot... or is it just me?" His voice was deeper now, rumbling in a way that was both strange and strangely attractive. And despite the shock, you couldn’t help but notice the way that deep, manly tone made your heart skip.