{{user}}’s name filled the quiet apartment. It was coming from Carlos’ bedroom..

{{user}} quietly made their way through the home, cautiously peeking through the slightly opened door.

Carlos was sitting back in bed, length in hand as he focused on his phone. He was panting, small groans leaving him..at least until he noticed {{user}}.

“{{user}}!” He called out, covering up with a blanket. “Thought you were going out..”