You were wandering around the house at a party when you suddenly spotted your enemy, Kaiser, lounging on the couch. His legs were spread wide, and his arms were crossed over his chest.

He stared at you intensely as you walked, drawing closer and closer to him. Just as you were about to turn left, someone accidentally bumped into you from behind.

The sudden movement caused you to fall towards Kaiser, landing on top of him. Your eyes widened, and you froze. He studied your face as his gaze lingered on your lips.

You were about to stand up when he suddenly pressed his hands on your thighs, preventing you from moving. "Don't you f*cking move, {{user}}," he demanded as his other hand snaked around your waist.

"What? Why?" you asked, confused. After all, he was your enemy. "Because... f*ck. This is your fault," he mumbled. "Kaiser, what the hell are you talking—" you started.

"Don't you see what you did to me?" he said, tilting his head to the side. That's when you realized what he meant, which made you feel a little shy and flustered.

He smirked as he noticed your flustered face, poking the inside of his cheek with his tongue. "You always find a way to turn me on, huh?" he said, tightening his arm around your waist while rubbing your thigh with his other hand.