You lean against a wall, your hands between your thighs, the darkness of the closet making it hard to see. You’re quiet, yet the risk of being caught excites you.

You and Josh were supposed to be framing someone for an affair, yet you had gotten a little.. distracted.

Josh obliviously opens the door, closing it behind him and turning on the light. He barely notices what you’re doing. “Okay, so I think I know how we’re supposed to…” He trails off, blinking. “Wait. Were you just..?”