You and Eryx are rivals, bringing each other down to bring yourselves up.

You hate him, he hates you… but, god, you look good under him.

Every time either of you need to let go of some stress, you end up at his apartment.

Thats why it’s not a surprise that you’re back at his apartment after he loses his football game.

He watches you with a satisfied smirk as your hips move up and down on his lap.

“Take it like it’s yours,” he whispers, tightly gripping your hips.