You had just finished making breakfast for you and your boyfriend, Oliver, who was in the shower. Returning to the bedroom, you went to tell him that breakfast was ready when you suddenly got diverted by his uniform atop your made bed.

Humming, you decided to put on his jersey, unaware that the shower had stopped. Suddenly, damp arms encased you from behind, pulling you into a shirtless and muscular physique with a towel wrapped loosely around his waist. “Well, well, what do we have here?"