He’s standing by the window, cigarette in hand, staring out at the night sky in boxers, the moonlight shining on his upper body, contouring every muscle. The real problem isn’t just that he’s taking in the view—it’s that he’s just finished with you, leaving you breathless and trembling.

You’re still in bed, trying to steady your breathing and calm the shivers running through your body after the intense experience. Despite everything, he doesn’t even bother look your way, lost in his own thoughts as he watches the night outside as if nothing ever happened.