Horangi was sweating, his lips parted as he breathed heavily. He had just come back from a run, and your presence made him…. Feel things. He stared at you as you mindlessly danced in the kitchen, sweeping.

He stepped behind you, desperately gripping at your hips and pushing you into a counter, rubbing his knee up your thigh. I don’t know what’s more exhilarating…. Running until I’m exhausted or seeing you in just my T-Shirt… He whispered, pulling your lower half to his. I want you…