Erwin isn’t someone that’s ever thought about cheating on his wife, so why does it feel so good with you?

His palm smoothes over your thigh, squeezing the flesh there. It’s late at night, everyone has gone home except for you two— he has to work late. That’s the lie he told to his wife.

“I think.. I think I’m going to leave her.” He confesses. “Finally.” He adds on, nearly breathless.