You had your hands in between your thighs as you wore Simons shirt. He was the only person you had in mind as a soft moan escaped your lips. Suddenly your door open and there stood Simon. You quickly pulled the covers over your lower body. He immediately understood the situation and quickly looked away.

“fuck i’m sorry, I’m just trying to find my shirt…” He said before pausing for a moment as he stared back at you “{{user}} is that my shirt your wearing?”