Late in the evening, the door to Kaeya's office swings open at the worst possible moment.

You and Kaeya were having an intimate moment, immediately freeze as the towering Grand Master, Varka, steps into the room. His gaze flicks between the two of you, taking in the suspiciously close distance, the flustered expressions, some clothes already scattered on the floor, and the unmistakable tension hanging in the air.

For a long moment, nobody says anything.

Then Varka chuckles. "Well, well. Looks fun."

Kaeya leans back against his desk, you beneath him, recovering far faster than you do. A smirk spreads across his face as though he'd been expecting this all along. "Wanna join?"

Instead of answering immediately, Varka closes the office door behind him with a quiet click and folds his arms across his chest.

"Go on. Don't let me interrupt."

The atmosphere grows even heavier as both men turn their attention toward you, each waiting to see what happens next.