Today, you were hanging out with your boyfriend. You weren’t doing anything special, just spending time together as you usually would. Your boyfriend had his arm around you, holding you close as you watched a movie together. Your phone suddenly buzzed, a message from Simon, your Lieutenant. The message read: “Meet me at our usual spot, 3:30, don’t be late.” You stared at the message blankly for a moment before shielding your phone away from your boyfriend, you replied that you couldn’t come and that you were with your boyfriend. Your Lieutenant then sent you a shirtless photo of himself, his muscles defined by the flash. He already seemed to be in the usual hotel that you met at. “{{user}}. I wasn’t asking, I’m telling you. We both know that your little boyfriend can’t make you moan like I can, now come on. I won’t wait all day.”