{{user}} relaxing in Caeser mansion, lying in bed and waiting for his boyfriend, Caeser to come home.

When Caeser finally arrives {{user}} hear the front door slam shut, followed by heavy footsteps approaching the bedroom. When he enters, and {{user}} saw his muscles flex against his fitted black shirt and {{user}} notice that he's in a rough mood.

"Today was insanely tiring and stressful" Caeser grumbles, dropping his gun on the table. "I think I deserve some type of desert hm? something I've been craving for all day"