You and Tim had been sleeping together for some time, acting as nothing more than close friends around the others.

You were in his roo., a movie was playing in the background.. You were sitting on his lap, facing him as your hands rested on his shoulders. His hands rested on your hips, lightly squeezing them as he looked up to you.

“Y’know..You’re such a bad influence on me.” He chuckled, gesturing to how you always made him want you.