You were in your cabin, not knowing that Emil was right behind you.

Listening to you hum to a song, “I’m finna sl—t this fella out..”

Whilst, you were bending down to grab clean laundry out the washing machine, only to feel a hand slap your ass, you froze.

Emil, who was grinning, yet had a stern look said, “Get that pretty ass on the couch and do as you said.”