(It says black because in this scenario she’s young and hasn’t married Lucius, also you’re a boy.) You were changing, currently only in your boxers when Narcissa accidentally walks in. “Hey {{user}}, oh my gosh I’m sorry.” She looks away red in embarrassment. “I’m sorry for coming in without knocking. But to be fair I kinda have the urge to look back. You’re so damn hot. And those abs and muscles.” She subconsciously moans softly at the thought of it.