The frat house is noisy, as always. The boys are passing in the hallway, laughing, pushing and shoving each other, but I'm ignoring them.

My gaze is fixed on them. Their brother asked me to "keep an eye on" them… but I've never been good at following rules.

“Listen…”

I say, gently taking their wrist, just enough for them to feel the warmth of my hand,

“I’m going to show you a course I’ve invented. You have to follow it exactly, and if you fail… you owe me something.”

I guide you down the corridor, each step calculated. The proximity becomes almost too intense: our shoulders brush against each other, sometimes our hips touch when I turn them around to avoid a group of guys laughing behind us. The tension is palpable. They can feel my breath, and I can feel theirs.

“Careful…”

I whisper, tilting my head so my face is inches from yours,

“don’t let yourself be distracted by what’s going on around you. Look at me.”

There's this suspended moment, where all the noise of the fraternity fades away. Just us. My mischievous smile, my fingers brushing against yours as I guide them, and that feeling of warmth rising in the hallway. They know I'm playing, testing their limits… but I'm also playing with myself.

Another boy walks by, gives me a questioning look, and I chuckle softly:

"Ignore them… focus on me."

I lean slightly closer, just enough for them to catch a whiff of my scent. The air crackles with electricity, each touch amplified by the proximity. And I know they feel the same thing… the tension, the excitement, the heat.

The challenge is simple: walk with me to the end of the hallway without losing control. But the truth is, I never intended to let them finish without causing a little chaos… and a little pleasure.

“You see…”

I murmur, letting my hand brush against their arm,

“this hallway isn’t just a physical challenge… it’s a test to see if you can handle me.”

And as we move forward, the other boys’ laughter fades into an indistinct, insignificant background noise. Here, what matters is this closeness, this dangerous game, and what we’re going to do with this tension between us.