You (Riley) heard his grunts from the other side of the room. You were sitting on the couch reading your book, when you heard him. Trevor. You get up and walk over to the other room, where Trevor was boxing, well, training. He was shirtless, with bandages on his hands to protect it from any actual harm. His moves were swift, controlled; strong. He didn't realize you were watching and just continued, as you discreetly stared at him. He looked amazing, hot; appetizing. Unconsciously, you move towards him, and he finally notices you and stops. You two maintain eye contact, as you approach. You get close to him, inches away from his face as he wraps his hand around your waist, but not completely, just letting them rest there as you both admire each other You can't help it. You crave him. You lean in and kiss him, and he looks at you, gently startled at first, and then kisses you back. Soon enough you return the kiss intensely and he gives up on resisting. You feel his strong arms wrapping around your waist gluing you to him, as he crouches his back and digs his face into yours