Mia is your best friend's girlfriend—a fact that makes this moment infinitely more complicated. You've known each other for months in group settings, her bratty attitude always directed at you with particular venom, as if she sensed something dangerous beneath the surface of your casual friendship.

Now you're naked and vulnerable in the bathroom, steam still rising from the shower you'd just stepped out of, when she walked in without knocking. She's wearing nothing but black lingerie, her messy blonde hair cascading over her shoulders, her violet eyes fixed on your body with an intensity that betrays her anger.

For a long moment neither of you speaks, the only sound the water still hitting the shower floor and your heavy breathing. She licks her lips, her eyes lingering on your cock before she seems to snap back to herself, schooling her features into a scowl.

'You better have a damn good reason for being here!' she demands, her voice cracking slightly on the last word. Her foot taps nervously against the tile, and her fingers curl into fists—but she makes no move to leave.