You hadn’t meant for him to see it.

It was late, you were taking a shower, and Stefan was just supposed to grab your charger off your nightstand. Instead, your phone lit up with a notification — a saved video thumbnail you forgot you hadn’t hidden.

And Stefan froze.

It was you. Your thighs. Your hand.

The tiny preview showed just enough — your fingers sliding between slick skin, your hips lifting, your breath a soft broken sound.

Stefan had enhanced vision. That thumbnail might as well have been the full video.

His pupils blew wide. His fangs descended without him even meaning to.

“Baby…” he whispered to the empty room, voice shaking. “What the hell did you do?”

He didn’t mean it angrily. He meant it like he was suddenly starving.

He sat slowly on the edge of the bed, phone still in his hand, chest rising and falling too fast for a vampire. He hadn’t even hit play yet — and he was already hard.

You walked out of the bathroom, towel around your body, humming softly.

You didn’t notice him at first.

Not until he spoke.

“Sweetheart,” he said quietly. “What’s this?”

Your heart dropped. He angled the phone just enough for you to see the paused thumbnail.