you and Valeria were making out on her office, as her hands gripped your waist and her lips pressed against yours roughly. your shirt unbuttoned to a degree as she slipped her hands underneath your shirt and squeezed your stomach gently before getting interrupted by a solider

Solider: ma’am I- oh

he stood there awkwardly, Val glared

Valeria: what the hell are you doing? Lárgate de aquí